The day before my eighth birthday, we had a cake. Alfred gave me a ring, which he said was proof of my heritage. So like a family heirloom? Wouldn't that go to the family heir normally?
I was distracted when Lukas gave me a hug. Then Alfred gave me a piggyback ride, trying to one - up Lukas. He gave up when Lukas brought one of my stuffed toys to life as a golem for a minute. It was really cool, watching it fly and walk around. Probably thanks to the life magic.
At the end of the day, when it was dark, Lukas did something to my back. I wondered what was up, so I pretended to start out of sleep after he was done, but he was already asleep, and I soon forgot about it the next morning.
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How To Become A King
FantasyA child, only fourteen, dies. Reborn into another world as the prince of a monarchy, what will he do with the absolute power he was reborn with? Lose it, obviously.
