Chuckling, Adam helped the eager girl down from his shoulders.
The moment her feet met the muddy ground, she raised her fists and bolted to the house. Old wooden stairs groaned under her rapid feet, drowned by her delighted voice. "Papa, Mama, I'm back!"
He watched her drum on the door, a soft smile tugging at his lips... until it froze when he heard her next words.
"I brought someone who can cure your illness. He's kind and strong, and... and... My husband!"
A frown creasing his brows, he glanced at the surroundings. Her scream had drawn the attention of a few villagers and neighbors. They scrutinised her in confusion, then covered their mouths, exploding into whispers when they saw his dark and purple robes embroidered in golden patterns.
A middle-aged woman berating her daughter in particular made him clench his jaw.
