Archer noticed the young woman's cheeks flush at his words, and she quickly scurried off to collect his order, stealing glances at him and his daughters. Her reaction sparked a thought. 'It seems the whole empire knows of the four princesses.'
He turned away, his mana adjusting to keep the twins secure while walking around the store until choosing a table by the window, where morning light streamed in, casting a warm glow over the polished wood.
'This view is nice,' he thought.
Archer gazed at the river coursing through Dragonheart, where ships glided. The cafe sat just meters from the water's edge. With a wave of his hand, he carefully lowered Kela and Neoma into a pair of cushioned high chairs that a quick-thinking server had brought over.
The twins babbled happily, hands reaching toward the table as if they could already taste the treats. After settling into his chair, he leaned forward to murmur to the girls. ''Patience, my little stars. The sweets will be here soon.''
