Chapter Sixty-three

"WELCOME to my room, Aunt Cresia," Leah said as we entered her room. 

My eyes roamed around the room. She had a very princessy room. It suited her. I smiled when I noticed a portrait painting of her displayed on the wall. 

"How old are you in this portrait?" I looked at her.

She smiled at me. "Oh, I was five there." Leah said as she sat on the edge of her bed. She hugged a unicorn stuffed toy we got on when we went to the theme park. "Thank you for the dinner, Aunt Cresia," she said, yawning. "I feel so sleepy already." She said in a small voice while scrunching her eyes. 

It was already eight in the evening. After pushing Lenos back to his room earlier this afternoon, Leah and I played board games in the garden. Then I cooked fried chicken for dinner. 

When I checked Lenos in his room, I still found him sleeping. It was a good thing he was having a long rest. 

I sat beside Leah. "You should sleep now." I gentl