A pleasant conversation ensued between Hailey and Arabel.
She had no specific purpose in this visit. It was just that, remembering Master Idan, she suddenly wanted to see Arabel, too, as if to make sure that she was there, too, and still a part of the world to which Hailey now belonged.
Hailey, with Arabel's permission, looked at the babies and was amazed that there were two of them. In addition, she was struck by their wrinkled and incompletely formed state.
"Fire and ice?" she felt the elements of the children.
"Yes," Arabel nodded, smiling as she watched Hailey's expression change.
"The Children of the Masters..." — Hailey thought.
She focused on the babies again, so fragile and defenseless, with obvious traces of the elements around them. A strong strange feeling arose in her soul.
It wasn't anxiety or fear, but rather a sense of responsibility.
They were so small. Too small. And if they were the children of the Masters, then their safety could not depend on accidents.
