On a fine evening at the outskirts of the village Elarion was sitting on a rock at the edge of the river trying to catch a fish with his makeshift fishing rod which was just a bamboo with a rope and hook tied at its one hand.
Elarion was a young boy at the age of 10 with a beautiful face which made him look like a girl, blue eyes, white hair with the trace of blue at the ends. He would have looked like a noble's child if not for his torn clothes and his body. His body was frail and looked weak as if he had not eaten for many days but his eyes still shined like he was living the best life.
Behind him stood a young girl almost same age as him, she had a pout on her face which looked cute on her face and had her arms cross across her chest and looked at Elarion with anger in her eyes.
Her name was Eleanor, she was 11 years old, she had a equally beautiful face as Elarion, her skin looked flawlessly smooth, she had azure eyes, her black hair cascading down till her shoulder. Overall she could be a beauty with easily scoring above 90 in appearance.
She then moved to the front of Elarion and with her anger bursted on him " Why did you come here to fish."
Elarion didn't replied to her and moved her to the side with his hand and turned her whole focus towards catching fish. Which made Eleanor angry and she continued to scold him " How many times does Aunt Amara have to remind you that you are not old enough to take responsibilty of others at the orphanage so why don't you understand."
" And how many times do I have to tell you that whatever i do, I don't need to give you an explaination and it is my personal choice that I want to help Aunt Amara because I have seen her working daily, without any break at other villagers houses to put food at our table and you are telling me to ignore all this and let her suffer alone when we are capable enough to help her" he replied in a hoarse angry tone.
She fell silent to his words. She then stayed silent the whole time he was doing fishing.
Even with his makeshift fishing rod Elarion was quiet good at fishing. Within 2 hours he filled his bucket to brim with fishes and walked towards his house( the orphanage ).
Eleanor silently followed behind him without uttering a silngle word the whole way back.