Sis... 

"...Hey."

"Hm? What is it Big sis?"

"You're spacing out.."

Really... Big sis  Laylia really is beautiful... Oh wait, we are twins. 

"Is there something wrong? Myra?"

Myra, lying over Laylia's lap smiled cheerfully and said, "Nah, I just thought, I'm really going to be a big sister too."

"And so am I."

They cheerfully laughed in joy as Laylia brushes her hand on Myra's forehead.

'

My eyelid opened as I got up from my bed.

At this point. 3 weeks had already passed. 

Upon my stay within the palace, I only recovered subtle memories and anymore than that is no more.

With that, it just made me realize even more that before meeting Master, I really had a family. And this big palace is where I had lived before.

I didn't know anymore about what happened before I was found.

A family... Huh?

I have a mother and a father, a twin... And a younger brother...

I wonder if they are still alive...? If so... Where are they...?

"...."

If they are still alive... No...

I must find out. I want to find them.

And so.

During my time here. I would go in and out over the family loom. Where the weapons were safely kept and many precious books that only had very few of copies. And upon unto that. I did my best to at least keep the 2nd floor clean. Although the large debris is all I couldn't remove.

I studied for days over the books and even fro mthe library that is also in the 2nd floor because of that, I learned over a lot of things.

Eidanclan's abilities is more stronger within me. So I trained myself in the otherside of the palace which I believe is an empty field and makes it really perfect for me to practice many things and keep myself safe. 

I practiced learning the bow and sword, and enhanced my learning in using my abilities.

And thanks to that, I've been able to finally catch many fish and make it my dinner.

Also, it seems that the bow and sword can just just appear in my hands if I just wish it. 

Makes it more easy for me to carry things and not get suspected.

And that concludes all what I did for the past weeks. It is also just about time for the ship to arrive.

Hm.

"I wonder if I need to change my appearance? My dad is previously a Duke... But I inherited most of my mother's genes."

Hmmm.......

Ah! Maybe a cloak would do?

I saw something like that over the family loom!

Myra went back to the room, and saw the dark green robe in the side of the weapons.

However...

"Isn't this too big?"

Myra took out the cloak.

"Ah. I expected it to be also dusty, but its clean?"

I'll just figure something out.

Myra wore the cloak, and surprisingly, it shrinked to her size.

"Woah. This room is really full of a lot of useful things!"

Really cool!

All of the things I'm to bring is already packed, I also brought a small picture of my family with me. 

Just as I expected. I saw the ship over the 2nd floor's window.

It's already sunset. Looks like they arrived quite late.

The records I read back then really is true.

The ship here is connected for the exiled member and allow trade with the Nelverans from a single trusted partner with the clan.

Now, I'm about to leave.

"That's right. I'll find the truth someday, and survive."

Myra paused in thought.

'People can be covered in the dark and light, many carries their own burden reaching a place where they'll be. And adults do guide children by their experiences and what they've learned, but not every adult is like that. Lastly! ..... Don't trust anyone too suddenly even if they were to give you something that look nice! But if you were to find someone who's truly genuine, you can trust that person!'

"..... Goodbye, Master."

Please take care of yourself.

After some time, I arrived at the port with the cloak on me. 

There are many people getting off the ship, each carrying some big storage boxes.

And...

Myra saw some few people with familiar clothings.

Nelverans?

No... Are they also here waiting, just like me?

Yes, that's right. Exiled members would choose over what they'll do, whether to wander over the island and survive, or leave the island.

Myra approached slowly over their side. Some of the people look pretty old, and some are women who looked like they're in their 30s.

As Myra stood a distance from them. Watching and waiting for the ship to say a go.

"Kid...." -  Old man.

"?"

"Have you been exiled as well?"

"..."

Should I answer?

Well... What more could I be saying anyway.

Myra nodded slowly.

"I see..."

"Um... Are you also the same... Mr.?"

The old man looked at her calmly.

"Mmhmm. Though it took me awhile to decide whether I'll leave or stay."

"..."

A silent breeze of the night went over them, as if they are taking their time to think.

"It must be hard..." - Old man

"Hm?"

"For a kid to be here."

"..."

How strange.... Most of the Nelveran adults I met were strict and resolute, they even valued respect over the clan.

Both of them stood in silence, as they wait. And when it is time.

".... Let's go, kid."

"..."

Myra followed the old man and upon meeting some people from the ship. Most of them looked pretty rough and scary, and it was enough to make Myra feel nervous.

"Now... It's you two.. What is your name?"
"I'm Oliver. And this little lady is...."
"Oh... M-My name is Myra."

"Are you two together?"

"Ah.. I-"

"Yes."

Huh?

Myra looked puzzled as she follows the old man inside the ship. 

"Uhmm, Mister...."

"My... Just call me Grandpa, I'm already in my 60s, you know?"

As they arrived at a room for two.

"Uhmm.... Mister... Can I ask why did you say that... To the mister there?"

".... Well. No one know what they'll do if they knew you were alone. Especially for being a kid."

"..."

Specifically, the adults from outside the island might take advantage of a child. 

"While we're at it, just call me Grandpa until we get off the ship."

"..."

Myra wore a wary face as she looked at the Oliver.

'Don't trust anyone too suddenly.'

"... You are a smart girl, aren't you? Don't worry, this Grandpa won't do anything bad."

As the old man says so, as he lays down by the bed. Leaving Myra still in confusion.

Myra sat by the bed, as midnight is already coming to close.

With the silence over the room and Myra lying down.

Mister Oliver.....

Can I... Really trust him...?

Upon thinking for over hours, I didn't realize that my eyes is finally closed and slept as the ship sails.