"Big bro, I'm already seven and we live on a farm." Aran shrugged. "Dad taught me already."
"You did?" Lith turned to Raaz in surprise.
"Son, a farmer who doesn't know how to butcher his own animals is an embarrassment." He replied. "I didn't teach you only because by the time I believed I could entrust you with a knife you had already learned everything you needed from Selia."
"I've learned from Mom." Leria said with pride. "I always help her prepare the chickens."
Much to Lith's surprise, the children weren't bothered by the blood. The only thing they did was to cover the head of the carcass with a cloth so as not to face its gaze. They even alternated using the knife and magic to make things faster and cleaner.
***
Once they returned to Jambel, the kids rushed to call their respective mothers to tell them how amazing their fathers and brothers/uncles were. The Baroness, instead rushed to her son to share the joy of finally having toddlers in their home with him.
