Spark [ Enlight Series Book One ]

Inside

Okay, i am extremely sorry for my incredibly slow update. It took three days longer to write since i wrote a lot more this time. By anyways, enjoy the story!

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That was it. The last straw. Adelina had learned many things that day. The supernatural world. Her supernatural abilities, and her family's supernatural abilities. Her royal status, and the fact that she wasn't related to her father. But to have a hidden brother?

That was on another level.

Her face became still. Pure rage, confusion, spite, and disappointment flowed through where her heart was. Disappointment at what, or who was undebated in her mind.

Her facial expressions became harder and sharper, which was a wonder. Now, there was truly no softness, in her body or otherwise. She knew it was her cue to look at her red- head brother in pure, false, wonder. It was what the world expected.

But that wasn't her way. She looked at him with stone cold eyes, her lips pulled into a neutral twist. Not a smile, frown, grimace, or open mouth.

Nobody noticed how the information affected her, except Edma. She had been in the company of the girl for the entire day, watching her face whenever she told her a secret that had been kept from her all her life.

But Adelina's response had always been denial, neutralism, and at times horror, though the 13- year old had tried to hide it. This time it was different. Nothing was shown, which said a lot more than tears could ever.

Adelina noticed that Edma was itching closer to her, as if meaning to comfort her. Edma had noticed, which Adelina noticed.

Alexis crossed her arms. She wouldn't. She refused to. She refused to accept the boy as anything but a stranger. Maybe even an enemy. And enemy of her value.

If this boy was her brother, he wasn't older or younger. He looked too much like her, age-wise and maybe in other ways.

Her head turned to Edma, and he raised her eyebrow. It was as if the girl and her mentor had a telepathic communication. Maybe because they were so much alike, or thought alike.

Details? Age?

Edma closed her eyes, like she was idling. When she finally unattached her lips, she mouthed,

Same Mother and Father.

The woman then pursed her lips, making a thin line. And then demonstrated Adelina once and for all that her entire life was an illusion, a lie.

13 years of age.

Adelina's sight rimmed red. Her thoughts escaped her cage, and flurried in her cranium, imploding.

She remembered when she was ten, asking her mother for a picture of maybe an ultrasound. She had heard kids talking about their strange appearance in the pictures, and she wanted to see how it differentiated. She had a twin, which meant an ultrasound with two babies, which nobody else had.

But her mother had refused her. She had said that she had lost it. Misplaced it. She said it in such a believable tone that Alexis had not doubted her mother's words. The truth was out now. Her eyes were finally opened. She wasn't even a twin. She was a triplet.

It had always been her and her sister, raised in a world without magic. Why had his treatment been different? Why had he gotten to stay in the castle, surrounded by power, while she stayed by the side of a lying mother, a sister, and a father that wasn't hers?