Siblings Bond Part 2

Exiting the grandeur of the Palais Garnier, the siblings emerged into the cool evening air, the vibrant energy of Paris enveloping them. The bustling streets were alive with the sounds of the city, a symphony of honking cars, distant music, and the murmur of conversation from passersby. The glow of streetlights cast a warm hue over the pavements, painting the scene in a comfortable, familiar light.

Francis, leading the group, navigated through the throng of theater-goers with ease. His eyes scanned the area, a habit born from his upbringing in a world where awareness was as important as breathing. Behind him, Daphne chatted animatedly about the play, her words punctuated by expressive gestures. Aveline listened with a gentle smile, occasionally adding her thoughts, while Tristan trailed behind, his gaze occasionally drifting to the architecture of the city.

As they reached the parking area, Tristan fished the car keys out of his pocket.