Luis had recently shown a keen interest in swords. Clara nodded in understanding and didn't say much.
Whether it was due to the cold weather or her own sensitivity to cold, Clara wrapped herself tightly in the blanket but still couldn't feel any warmth. She felt very cold.
Clara got up early and took extra care to dress nicely. She applied moisturizer to her skin and was about to do the same for her hands but gave up when she remembered she had to make breakfast soon. As soon as she stepped outside, Luis came running over, saying it was time for breakfast.
It turned out that Mateo had gotten up even earlier than her and had already prepared breakfast, stewed deer meat.
"Luis, did you sleep well last night? Did you feel cold?" Clara asked.
"Sister Clara, do you feel cold sleeping alone?" Luis asked sincerely.