Buddur gently pulled the covers over the sleeping girls, a soft smile adorning her face as she ran her hand slightly along the jaw of the closest.
They had made a fuss when they couldn't go see their brother again, and putting them to bed had been a hassle.
They slept peacefully, holding each other's hands, as if they couldn't be separated.
Or as if afraid they might...
In all honesty, she was surprised to be told that they were girls when Ali Baba brought them. What on earth did they go through to be obliged to dress up like boys? It wasn't like she couldn't make a guess.
Her smile dissipated slowly as she looked through the balcony door, the gentle breeze pushing slightly at the curtains. She stood up and, with light steps so as not to wake the twins, walked out.
The moon that had hidden away the previous night was slowly peeking up again, shining the faintest of light upon her.
