By the time Amara turned two, the household buzzed with excitement. The little girl was a bundle of energy, her curious nature leading her to follow Liam everywhere. He often played simple magic tricks for her, conjuring glowing lights or making flowers bloom, earning squeals of delight from his sister.


    Preparations for her birthday feast were underway. Lilia and Mara worked tirelessly in the kitchen, their laughter echoing as they debated the perfect dishes for the celebration. Elric, ever the perfectionist, ensured the yard was spotless and the decorations were just right.


    Liam, meanwhile, spent the morning with Amara, teaching her how to chase butterflies. “You have to be quiet and sneak up on them,” he said, crouching low.The narrative has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.


    Amara giggled, her tiny hands reaching for the fluttering wings. “Like this?”


    “Almost!” Liam laughed, sweeping her up in his arms. “You’ll get it one day, little sister.”


    As the sun set and the feast began, a rider approached the house, bringing unexpected news. Elric greeted him, and the family gathered to hear the message.


    “Grandfather is coming,” Elric announced, his voice filled with pride.


    Liam’s eyes widened in excitement. “When?”


    “On the day of Amara’s birthday feast,” Elric replied. “He’ll be here to celebrate with us.”


    The announcement filled the family with anticipation. Grandfather’s arrival promised stories, wisdom, and perhaps even answers about the mysterious book that had become Liam’s treasure.