Her father was Zoran, and her mother was Susan. She also had a sister, Rachel. Her family stood behind her. Everyone smiled as they looked at her.

Susan was worried. Her daughter admired the Indomitable Darby deeply—her room was filled with flags and masks.

Sara put on the mask she had just wiped and asked Rachel, "How do I look, Sister? Do I look like Indomitable Darby?"

Rachel laughed. "I had never met Indomitable Darby. Besides, all your masks are not genuine; they are just copies."

Then Rachel took a golden mask and wore it over her face.

Rachel also admired Indomitable Darby. All ladies would admire a hero like him.

Sara laughed. "When I meet him in the future, maybe he'd give me a real golden mask."

Susan and Zoran looked at each other and smiled when they heard what their daughter had said.

Susan said, "Sara, your 18th birthday is in three days. Do you have any wishes?"

Zoran smiled. "You're an adult once you are 18 years old. Tell me your wishes, and I will try my best