Femicia lives with her loving family. She's about to turn five—the age at which everyone receives a magical skill. No one knows what skill they will receive. That is left to the will of the gods. Femicia wants to be a tamer and work with monsters, but...
Dear, I think you've already had—
—عزيزي، أظنّك قد شربت بما يكـ
Schatz, komm …
Cariño, ya…
Cariño, ya has…
Calme-toi, chéri…
Caro, adesso calmati...
Querido, chega...
Дорогой, мне кажется, тебе хватит…