"Oh, sister. My pretty sister. You are here." Indulf jumped to his sister and embraced her tired body tightly. Her limbs shook together with her body, receiving the overwhelming hug from her brother.
"She is alive. My baby is alive." Dante crowded both of them with his unshed tears. Sniffled on top of them.
"Princess, do you not miss me? Is my love not enough for you?" Logan sang a love sonnet at the other end.
The room was so chaotic with her brothers crowded around her. Whereas Fariz and Eve evaded her gaze by acting busy, moving the chess pieces on the visible map. They were probably in the middle of setting up new traps and also rearranged their soldiers to other places.
Whatever it was. She didn't care.
"I don't understand." She mumbled in the embrace. "No matter how you dice it, they're kinda bonkers. Why would they say that to me, of all people? What am I to them?"
"Take all our love." The three brothers hugged her.