"You are doing good, dear," said Marina as she advised a young girl of around nine. Rose had come to us for a few days and see what I was doing, she wanted to help.
Marina had been teaching her. I could have done that, but I let Marina do it, given how Rose used to hate her when they first met. It was a child's jealousy. Rose thought Marina was going to take her brother away.
It had been three years since they had first met, and now rose knows that her brother is not going anywhere.
It had been a little over three years since the death of the Grimm and so much had changed.
The world had become vibrant. There is barely any conflict; most of the friction that happens happened between the lower powerhouses and it is solved amicably, with the systems that we put in place.
The negotiations finished a few months ago, taking nearly three hours, but the result was good and nearly everybody is happy.
