Kitchen master

But you grew up," Andra exclaimed, half jokingly, after she had separated from him and looked at him. And it was true, because Raen had grown a lot in the past few years. He was still a bit lanky, but taller than her for a long time.

“And you're a warrior now, Tor Ban! Congratulations! You look good, all in black. A bit like father. ”

Raen smiled sheepishly, because even if he had never told her much about it, she had known exactly how much that had been his greatest wish. Andra laughed at him, her green eyes glowing in the sunlight. She looked gorgeous, she had become a real woman; against her adult form, Raen felt downright awkward. But he also noticed how much she looked like her mother, and a touch of melancholy settled on his features.

"What is it, aren't you happy?" Andra propped herself up with both hands on his shoulders and made a little hop, then whirled around and wrapped around his neck from behind, as she had always done. Now the little