Silalynn Silva, the 4th child of the Royal House of Silva. She was given a perfect life from the start since she was born as royalty, at least that's what most people think.
Born with a incurable sickness, Silalynn has a physically weak body which m...
Small red-tinted hands repeatedly thumped together, clapping at the performance.
"Don't patronize me, Lydia I only played one note which sounded like thousands of screaming and dying banshees" Silalynn scoffed.
While her clapped ceased Lydia's smile never left her face. "It wasn't that bad Shiruko, you really need more confidence in yourself"
Sila frowned. "Your ears are bleeding" she pointed towards the red liquid flowing out the younger girl's right ear- wait was she younger than Sila?
As Lydia used her music magic to try and heal her ruptured eardrums Silalynn stared at Lydia as if trying to see if facial features would help her figure out the answer to her conundrum. "Shirukoooo, you're staring again" Lydia lightly flicked Sila's nose.
"That hurt" Lydia rolled her eyes knowing it couldn't hurt that bad. "By the way.." the dusty brown-haired girl's ears perked up. "When's your birthday Lydia?"
"My...birthday? Uh, I think...yeah it was May first"
"That's strange"
Lydia quirked an eyebrow. "What's so strange about my birthday?"
Silalynn shook her head. "It's not your birthday that strange, it's the fact I'm older than you-"
"What?! When were you born?!" Lydia practically jumped out of her seat, turns out both of them thought that Lydia was older.
"April seventh" Silalynn replied flatly.
Within seconds the younger girl looks like the most dejected creature on the planet. "Not even a month...."
Silalynn awkwardly giggled watching the sight before her. Lydia mumbled over and over again that Sila wasn't even a month older than her. It's funny, it's always the strangest thing that got Lydia down. Eventually, Silalynn broke out into full-on laughter, unable to hold herself back anymore. "Sila!" Lydia pouted. Silalynn hushed her laughter or at least attempted to, Lydia's moping served to cause the years of courtesy and manners she practiced to go to crumble apart. Normally she'd be lectured until her ears fell off if she laughed at someone (well unless they were a commoner, which Lydia is, but Sila would never make laugh at Lydia for that)
