She's your little sister.

Clara left the place in annoyance, while the sweet calm voice of Leo could be heard, as he tried to make Belle stop crying, while Mick isn't an exception.

She headed towards her quarters immediately. She felt frustrated and wanted to get an answer as soon as possible.

After a few minutes of petting and whispers of sweet words, the little princess finally stopped crying and started to hiccup.

Clara's words seem to hurt her feelings.

Mick pat her head softly. He didn't need to ask who she was, because she looked like Clara. "Let grandpa get you some milk." 

Mick left, leaving Leo and the little princess alone.

Leo stared at her side profile, as he was sitting beside her on the couch. He could see that she looked really angry, as her forehead creases and mouth pouted.

It wasn't the funny type of pout, but a real one from anger. Her eyes cloudy, as if she's thinking, making her look like an adult.