The next morning, Kaelen woke up earlier than usual and cooked a fragrant pot of cracked millet porridge for the little ones.
The tribe had now formed the habit of eating three meals a day, so when the fire was stoked in Kaelen's kitchen, the chimneys of the other houses were also smoking.
Sane had been exhausted for many days, so his sleep was a bit deep, to the point that Kaelen had been up for a long time and Sane still hadn't woken up. It wasn't until the children woke up, making a ruckus clamoring to go to the bathroom, that he scrambled up.
After Sane finished taking the children to the bathroom, Kaelen wet a face towel and wiped the faces of the three. For some reason, he felt his own two children looked somewhat listless, while Ryder looked extremely energetic. Finnick and Oliver glared with resentment at Ryder, who was happily munching on a delicious corn cake. Sane thought his two brats were craving corn cake and hurriedly said:
