CHAPTER TWO (NEW MOON)
Chapter Two: History Repeats Itself
"Mallory!" Damian's voice rang out, making her look up in surprise. He was standing a few feet away, his hands on his hips, a playful grin on his face. His blue hair gently flowed in the wind. "Fishing again?"
Mallory blinked, momentarily taken aback by his sudden appearance. "Damian! Yeah, I don't know what else to do..." she replied sheepishly.
He chuckled and walked closer. He looked at the bucket, half of it full of water. Fish swam in the tight space, wriggling out in an attempt to escape.
Jokingly, he said, "If you keep this up, there will be a shortage of fish next season." Then his eyes found their way back to hers. He beckoned. "Come on, we're up for lunch. Ma and Oddny are preparing something delicious," he said, reaching out to help her up.
Mallory nodded, setting aside her fishing rod and standing up. As she moved to pick up the bucket filled with the day's catch, Damian quickly took it from her hand.
"Hey, I can carry that myself," she protested, trying to grab the bucket back from him.
Damian only snorted playfully, holding the bucket out of her reach. "Nonsense. Ma said to treat my sisters like a princess, at least until they reach the Age of Blessing."
Mallory couldn't help but laugh at Damian's antics. "Princess, huh? I'm not even your sister," she said, raising an eyebrow.
Undeterred, Damian dropped an arm over her shoulders and looked at her with a fond smile. "So what? We may not share a drop of blood, but family isn't just about that. It's about the bond we have, Mallory. Why do you still not see us as your family?"
Mallory sighed, feeling a mix of frustration and a slight hint of happiness. "Of course I do," she admitted. She noticed how insensitive she sounded and immediately apologized. "Sorry."
Damian laughed again and rubbed her head affectionately, dismissing the topic. "Let's hurry."
With the bucket now in Damian's hands, they headed back to his house. Melita and Oddny were bustling about in the kitchen, preparing a mouthwatering lunch.
"Ah, there you two are!" Melita exclaimed cheerfully when they entered. "Come, come, sit down. Lunch will be ready soon."
"Ma," Damian went to Melita to give her a kiss on the cheeks. Mallory stood by the side, watching the mother and son exchange. Melita then spreads her arms, inviting Mallory for a hug. The seashell bracelet on her hand clattered.
Mallory gave her a short one. She could tell that Melita wanted some more, but they couldn't delay the lunch any longer.
"Let's eat while the food is hot. We had a plentiful harvest, so let's treat this as an advance celebration for your coming-of-age ceremony next month, okay?"
Mallory looked at the table full of delicacies and nodded her head.
Oddny chimed in, saying that she would get the fermented wine underground for them to drink.
Mallory hesitated, feeling a bit overwhelmed by their kindness. "You don't have to do that. You should save it for next month," she said, trying not to impose. She knew how Oddny treasured that fermented pot of wine.
But Damian clapped his hands to retort. "No way we'll refuse that wine! Come on, Mallory. Oddny's kindness only comes once in a blue moon!" he exclaimed, the mischievous glint in his eyes leaving Mallory with little room to argue.
"The moon doesn't turn blue, Damian." Oddny rolled her eyes at his brother.
Damian snorted." Exactly."
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