"Are you waiting for someone? Because whoever he is, they seem quite rude." Fares half-joked when he noticed how tense both of the grandfather Merc and grandmothe Roa were.
"No, they are an uninvited guests." Old man Merc said with a look of coldness filling his face.
He was no longer worried about Fares' presence with his family, nor did he have the time to focus elsewhere. His demeanor had changed three hindred and sixty degrees in a single moment.
Suddenly, old man Merc and grandma Roa got up slowly and each took Moor's hands before dragging her away.
"Grandfather, what is going on? Where are you and grandma Roa taking me?" Moor sounded her confusion but did not resist as they dragged her away.