*No matter what happens, am I still your sister?*
Looking at Leon, who seemed to have already fallen asleep, leaning peacefully on her shoulder and breathing lightly, the promised Anna found no relief. Instead, she unconsciously bit her lips until they turned pale.
*But what if... I'm not your sister at all, and all the happiness I have now is stolen? After you find out what I've done to you, will you still think the same way?*
...
In the midst of the sickly girl's fears and anxiety, the carriage that carried the family of four raced through the streets of Capital City. On the carriage, Leon was woken up by the whistle when it arrived, after barely a thirty-minute nap.
*Could carriages really be this fast?*
Rubbing his sleepy eyes and yawning again, Leon first reached over to smooth out the creases on Anna's shoulder. Then he gave a pat on the behind of each of his younger siblings, who were snoring on the seat opposite him.
