"Mother, can you please tell me what's going on?" Aniue, who was dragged out from his bed forcefully without saying anything, asked yawning as he followed Garnet towards Lewis's room.
Because of their father's absence and the considerable mess he left behind in pursuit of his youthful dreams which he wanted to fulfil in old age, Aniue and Lewis had been working tirelessly from morning to late night for the past few days. They hardly slept well, resulting in panda eyes at such a young age. Had it been anyone else in Garnet's place disturbed his sleep, Aniue would have greeted them with his sword
Myne, who still wanted to play the role of the dead, had already turned invisible and was following behind casually.