Nectu fluttered his eyes open. He’s not seeing his wife’s presence there. He got up, then walked to the kitchen. He sees no one except Janika groomed herself on the dining table. “I guess...”
The door opened, seeing her bring a basket of bread and groceries. “How...”
“I also have a magic like you.” She said coldly. She walked to the kitchen and started to prepare a breakfast for them. Nectu sighed in relief, seeing her scar on her shoulder.
Nectu approached his wife, then helped her. “How’s our mansion?” He cuts the carrot, parsley, and cleaned the chicken. Zalika did not answer his question. She keeps mixing the spices into a small bowl, then pouring it into the dough.
None of them speak. Nectu sighed. “I’ll get you the water.” Nectu walked to the well outside. Janika jumped to the kitchen counter and sniffed the bread.
“How about him, Janika? Did he do anything suspicious to get rid of me!?” Zalika asked to Janika.