"Look, look, the noblewoman sister is here!"
The excited voices of the children echoed over the former Imperial Knight Order camp, now the Knights Family Park.
A few children playing around rubbed their frostbitten red hands, gathering around Sif with excitement and a hint of restraint, chattering away.
"Jerry, look, Sister Sif looks so cool in armor today!"
"That's not just cool, it's truly heroic, Tom, you always use the wrong words!"
"You're all wrong, Sister Sif is the prettiest today!"
...
Listening to the children's candid and sincere compliments, Sif smiled happily and tossed Roland a "see, does anyone praise you" bragging look.
Though it was a boast, Roland didn't feel the slightest hint of displeasure.
Who says there's no sunshine in a Sussex winter, it's all in Sif's smile.
He started smiling too.
Finally, some children "accidentally" noticed Roland.
"Look quick, Sister Sif's guard is here too."
"Ah, Brother Roland is quite handsome too."
