"Cock a doodle doo !" said the rooster, startlingly making me fall off my bed. "Aww..." I mutter, before getting off the floor, put on my glasses, and get everything ready for the day. Laundry, feeding the animals (even though we only have a dog and a wild rooster), watering the plants, just the regular stuff. "Ok, next on the list is making breakfast." I say as I walk to the kitchen.
As I fry the eggs and bacon I hear shuffling and grunts. "Good morning dear." I say with a smile. "Good morning mom, what's for breakfast ?" said the girl enthusiastically. "ha-ha-ha calm your horses, Gwen. It's just eggs and bacon." "I know but your eggs and bacon are always the best." "ha-ha if you say so dear... by the way is he still asleep?" I say while turning off the stove. "Yeah, he's sleeping like a baby." Gwen says while giggling. I sigh "I'll wake him up."
I walked into his room and started to shake him telling him to wake up, he just lay there not wanting to get out of bed. "Come on, wake up your going to be late." I waited for him to respond but all that came out of his mouth is "five more minutes" I groaned and respond angrily "agh, come on big brother wake up !" He jolts up and with a low tone he said, "I've told you not to call me that." I look at the ground feeling a little disappointed. I tell him that breakfast is served, we went down and eat, and open up my little shop.
Hello everyone, my name is Emma Dill. I'm 25 years old, and I lived on the outskirts of a little village in England. I work as a herbalist, with Eira Gwendolyn as my Apprentice. Yes, Gwen is my appreciate but she calls me mom, cause she see me as a mother figure for her plus she lived with us, so I didn't see the problem in that, except for my brother... He at first doesn't like the idea but agreed as long as I and Gwen didn't address him as a family member. I was disappointed, but understand where he's coming from. My big brother, Atlas Dill is working as a knight and popular amongst the ladies and yet still single (go and get yourself a girlfriend💢). Even though Atlas is my biological brother we look different from each other, and the only thing that we have in common is our brown eyes. Our mother died when giving birth to me and that makes him hate me, I guess... But he's still my brother and I will give up the world for him.
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Thank you so much for reading 📖. This is my first time so sorry if there are any mistakes.
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