today was a normal day at House of the Hearth. Your older brothers and sisters did their own things and also helped Arlecchino, and you were one of the youngest, so you played with the rest of the younger ones. A few minutes later everyone was invited to dinner at one large common table, everyone sat down and began to eat. Arlecchino sighed with relief seeing how all the children ate calmly. “If only it were always like this...” he thought mentally before noticing you arguing with one of your brothers. “What’s going on?” he asked sternly