"Sis, I'm hungry!"
"That's your fault. I did tell you not to play pranks on the viscount's son. Now father has gone and sent you away from the dinner table."
"But sis! I don't like the viscount's son," the girl pouted.
The older girl ruffled her sister's hair affectionately. "Ask me next time then. I'll help you."
Endearing grey eyes shone up at her with fondness and gratitude.
"Did you bring me dinner? I bet you did."
"It's beef stew."
She made a face. "But I hate beef stew!"
"That's too bad. "
Her nonchalant reply was met with a scowl.
"Beaten by a bowl of stew," the older girl taunted. "Alright, I shall take it away. You can go to bed hungry tonight."
She stood to go.
"Wai-"
An angry, displeased voice rang down the hallway, cutting her words of protest.
"Eldvestia!"
The older girl froze.
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Void Walker
FantasyA kingdom of dreams, a kingdom of kings. A past wherein the mages sing. . . Rei, an exiled mage with a dark, tragic past of her own, desires to eradicate the royal family to incite a new age for the better existence of her people. An opportunity p...
