"What's wrong with me calling him 'brother'?" Lara smirked, arms crossed as she glanced at Bener. "We look alike, don't we? If the three of us stood side by side, I bet people would think I'm more his brother than you are."
Lara rolled her eyes at Bener's words, her tone dripping with exasperation.
Bener chuckled, though a flicker of something unspoken passed through his gaze. Kane wasn't wrong. Standing next to Asael, Kane's resemblance to his older brother was striking—eighty percent, maybe more. Bener, on the other hand? Perhaps fifty percent at best.
'Well, I took after my father, while Asael got the best features of our father and mother.'
His thoughts wandered, unbidden, to his youngest sister—the one who never had the chance to grow up. Their mother used to say she was the spitting image of Asael as a baby. If she had lived… she would have been the female version of Kane.