"Lilith, Haral."
Seeing the two little carrot-tops running towards her, one after the other, Charlotte also revealed a warm smile.
However, as her gaze fell on the muddy and grass-covered little straw sandals on their feet, her eyebrows quickly raised:
"You two... did you sneak out of the tribe to play again?"
Upon hearing Charlotte's words, Lilith guiltily shrank her neck.
She was about to say something but suddenly tensed her little face, and hastily pulled Haral to hide behind Charlotte.
As the two little ones had just hid themselves, Halfdan's familiar loud voice could be heard not far away:
"Lilith! Haral! You two disobedient little rascals! Stop right there!"
Charlotte raised an eyebrow, only to see Halfdan approaching, panting with a vine whip in his hand that would undoubtedly hurt if used.
He was fully armed, even carrying a bow and spears on his back, clearly having just returned from patrolling outside the tribe.
"Lord Halfdan, were you on duty today?"
