𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒║The Twin Siblings New Life x oc

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 1; The shit first chapter😒 ✔

"Let's just lower our voices then," Arjen said in a hushed tone barely above a whisper. Gently, he reached out and brushed some strands of Sora's blonde hair behind her ear, revealing a slimmer of her pale cheek. As he did so, the light from the window accentuated her fair complexion, casting a glow on her features. "Is this okay, Sora?"

Sora buried her face deeper into the blankets, evading the light and grumbling a few unclear words into the fabric. Arien strained to catch her words as all she could discern was a few muffled curses. Arjen responded to the action with a light chuckle, seemingly to perfectly understand Sora's gibberish.

"We're good."

The little girl let out a deep sigh before turning her head back to face the window once more. Arien Beatrice Yuriana, the first princess of this empire, and the eldest among the three siblings.

She folded her arms on the window frame and rested her head against her arm, her eyes filled with longing as she continued to gaze outside.

No one, not a single soul had ever cared or batted an eye at the three. They were illegitimate children, unwanted and useless by the gaze of the outsider. Even their own birth mother had no interest in them, if you could even call her a "mother" in the first place. She only took them under her roof to torture and let out her fustrations on them. And even when she wasn't beating and yelling at them, she locked them away in a small room with nothing.

"So you guys are going to sleep the day off?" Arien asks, glancing back at her two siblings who were laying next to each other on the single bed that was provided for them.

Arjen nodded. "Yeah."

Sora didn't bother responding, and Arjen continued to gently run his fingers through her hair

Arjen went back to gaze longingly out the window, yearning to join the cheerful chirping of the birds and run in the overgrown fields of swaying grass, bathed in the warm embrace of the summer sunlight.

"Well...we're twenty now, huh?" she mumbled.

"And I'm supposed to be twenty-three. But of course that whore, decided to fucking push me out last," Sora huffed out, finally deciding to say something.

Sora was technically older than Arien and Arjen, mentally. But since she was born just a few minutes after the two, she counted as the youngest in this life, and she has been salty ever since. Arien and Arjen had learned not to bring up the topic of their ages in front of Sora, or even bring it up at all.

"Arien, excluding our past lives, how old are we?" Arjen questioned.

"Um...uh...One moment!"

Arien began fiddling around with her fingers in hopes of doing something that would give her the answer, but she was clearly struggling. She was never the best at maths, even with simple addition and subtraction. That's why she was the least favourite student in all her classes, getting low scores that barely passed and have teachers often scold and yell at her

Seeing his sister struggle this badly, Arjen decided to help a bit. "How old were we when we died, Arien?"

Arien's shoulders tensed up a little when he brought up the topic of their death, but she answered, "Fifteen?"

"And how old did you say we were just then?"

"...twenty?"

"So what is twenty minus fifteen?"

Arien's eyes dilated from her hands to Arjen's face, and soon, her eyes lit up and called out, "We're five!"

"That's right." Arjen gave Arien a smile. He decided to ask her sister to test if she had improved on her calculation skills over the years. Arien was getting there, but seemed like she needed a bit more practice.

"Holy...we actually survived that long?"