Act I. Scene XI

CALE

Airell laughed compulsively as various dishes were placed on the gigantic dining table, and Ágape stared at her brother as if questioning the universe itself how they could have come out of the same womb at the same time.

"I really love this place," the redhead said as he piled a gigantic plate with sweets, breads, fruits, and various slices of pie.

"Manners, little brother, we're not at home," the redhead grumbled, her fingers massaging her temples as she tried not to stare at Cale, who sat in the chair at the end - between the two siblings - staring at them like a curious spectator.

"That's the point!" The redhead said without hesitation, his fingers sliding over the cutlery like a lover caressing the face of a maiden before kissing her. "We're not at home! No one is going to nag me to eat like a lord! I can eat as much as I want and still, Cale won't complain!"

The brunet smiled, his fingers tapping the table as his face rested in one hand.