Charles walked into the dining hall where Noah, Edward, Eira, Helena, and Cassandra were already seated. Helena looked up with a bright smile.
"Good morning!" she said cheerfully.
Charles offered a small smile in return. "Good morning," he replied, taking a seat at the table. Then, after a brief pause, he glanced toward Helena and said, "Lady Helena, I need to tell you something."
Helena tilted her head, a bit surprised. "Yes, Charles? What is it?"
Charles straightened his back slightly and said with a hint of annoyance, "Your son… he scared me last night. He put a creepy doll in my bed."
At first, Helena tried to keep a straight face. She pressed her lips together, attempting to hold in a laugh. But within seconds, she broke into uncontrollable giggles, laughing so hard she had to dab at her eyes.
Charles frowned, clearly not amused. "Are you seriously laughing?"
"I'm sorry," Helena chuckled, covering her mouth, "but you got scared of a doll? That's just too funny."
