Aera's POV
I groaned while tossing and turning on my bed. My headache is killing me and it's too hot in the blanket. Suddenly the blanket is ripped off from me and I get pushed from the bed to the floor. I fall on my butt and groan loudly.
I open my eyes to see Hobi laughing while clutching his stomach. "Revenge taken!" He teased as he stick his tongue out. I seriously have a hard time sometimes believing that he's 25 years old guy judging by his childish tactics.
"That's not fair. You threw me off your back on the cart and I got hurt too." I whined. He just shrugged and said, "Come down, Dad has to deliver the goods to the palace and I have to go to assist him. You stay with Mum at the bakery today."
The mention of the palace made my eyes shoot open and any hint of sleep left in my eyes was long gone. "Can I come with you guys too? Please?" I plead showing my best puppy eyes to him but he remained unfazed.
"We had this discussion, Aera. You are not allowed to go there, like ever. It's a dangerous place." He reasoned.
"Why would the palace be a dangerous place. You and Dad go there almost every week. Please Hobi-ya let me go just once." I tried once again.
"No means no Aera. Go and try arguing with dad." He replied and left the room.
I sigh knowing that arguing with them any further won't work so I just brush my teeth, take a bath and leave the room to help them load the goods.
Our parents are bakers and I along with Hobi work at our bakery. Every once in a while we have to deliver an order of different types of bread that the royals like to the palace and get a generous amount of money.
The royal family is very generous but I wonder what would've happened there that they would forbid anyone to enjoy music or dance in the kingdom.
Whenever I try to ask my parents or Hobi, they just change the topic to something else. I've heard from my friends that there was a huge fire at the palace almost 20 years ago which killed many royals including our then queen.
They say that the king is still mourning while his mistress took the position of the deceased queen. But even though he's mourning, he shouldn't have made this stupid rule for us common people. That is selfish but we can't do anything about it.
I went outside to see my mum lifting a heavy crate by herself to load and quickly run towards her to grab it to help her out. I take half of the crate and move along with her while side glancing at her after every 5 seconds.
"Don't start that argument with me cuz I won't allow that too." She states. I swear she can hear whatever goes in my mind. "I wasn't going to anyway." I sulk.
"I know you better than anyone and I can tell you're lying right now." She smiles while looking at me, her eyes turning into 2 crescents, a feature Hobi has inherited from her.
"Okay fine you win. Why can't I go? Hobi gets to explore the palace every once in a while and I'm always stuck here at the bakery. No offense to you as I love spending time with you at the bakery but I would also like to explore the palace when I have the chance." I pout with tears filling my eyes and almost starting to fall.
That's a sight that my family hates to see and I don't want to worry them too but the urge to visit the palace at least once is too much.
I then say nothing and focus on loading the crates without sparing a glance at anyone.
"What's wrong with her? Did she hurt herself or something?" I hear my dad whispering to my mum a little away from me and then my mum whispered something back which I was enabled to hear.
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