Rebirth of the Wizard King

Chapter 3

I watched as she tried to use her pitiful looks to win over her husband, by the remained steadfast. "Brandon and Savanha, come clean this up for mommy" Elizabeth beckoned to her two children. 

I didn't hear a mutter of complaint from them as Jonathan had given the order, if he wasn't here, I would have to do all of it. I lifted myself off the floor and went back to preparing another plate. This time I didn't make a peek so as to not anger the little witch anger so that she will take out the anger on Brandon and her being scolded.

After making the additional plate, I saved some for myself and hid in the corner and out of their view to finish the meal. I hurried to stuff my face, as this may be my last meal until tomorrow seeing as how Elizabeth is angry. As I am eating, I heard someone walking in my direction, I look around to see my adopted sister, Savanha walking up to me with a glass full of orange juice. 

I looked at her puzzled, as to why she was looking for me. She doesn't normally acknowledge my presence, but I could finally clear the confusion as she spoke" Can I get another glass to pour this in please" she said to my shock, did I just hear her say please? I must be daydreaming, didn't even know that she had that word in her vocabulary. 

Because of the shock, I missed the key component, and that's why does she need a new glass, as I moved to re-enter the kitchen, she tossed the cup of juice in the bowl I was eating out of soaking all the contents of the plate and the floor below. I watched in anger as she pretended nothing happen and made her way back into the kitchen. 

I could hear words of praise from the little witch Elizabeth, well bigger witch if you count Savanha. " Dad can you have him refill my glass," Savanha said to Jonathan, and as the only person that seems to get on Jonathan's good side, order me from where I was to bring another glass of orange juice to Savanha, even though she had a perfect glass of it a moment ago? "Why did you do that I asked as I moved another cup to her," I asked in a depressing manner, " because you don't deserve it. 

It's that simple" she responded, and maybe because she was the one that was most loved by Jonathan in the household, she could say that and get away with it. A lot of things were destroyed by her, but once she acts spoilt to her dad, Jonathan, she will be out of trouble and I have to be the one that cleans up after her.

That is your typical day in this household, minus Brandon and Elizabeth getting scolded or more so warned by Jonathan, it seems that today he was extra grumpy. Of this weird adopted family, you have the head of the household, Jonathan Chezin, an advisor for one of the council members, a very high position that allows the family to redeem great benefits. 

Next, you have Elizabeth Chezin, adopted mother, stay-at-home mom and mother of three. Brandon Chezin, adopter brother and tormentor, is a 50% carbon copy of his mother, something that holds and can carry more weight than I can, even though I am 2 months older than him. Savanha Chezin, one of the twins that live in this house, the favourite of the household, the real ruler once Jonathan has left. 

Helix Chezin, the younger twin of Savanha, the replica of Jonathan, every sickly boy, the bare able one out of all the original Chezin's in the house. Helix has always had to be left at home and is unable to do the regular thing like other humans, he is either always on medication or half asleep. 

Knowing his condition and how he lives you would think that the person that carried all the aspects of Jonathan would be his favourite but no. I get more attention from Jonathan than Helix does, most of the attention comes from me.

The mother of this sickly child hardly visits his side of the house, as each time she mentions that seeing him strung up on the bed remains her of bad memories. As the sole member of the house that does chores, I would say that I am Helix's favourite person, do I use Helix sometimes to get out of trouble. But not really trouble I get out f getting an ass whopping as I mainly take care of him. 

 Even though he tries me differently, I wonder if that's because I take care of him and that he is sickly. I always wonder if he wasn't sickly, would he be the same as Brandon as annoying and disgusting as his mother? Anyways, let's stop thinking about the what-ifs.

My name is Zayne Alver Zedric Chezin, yes, I got their stupid weird ass name. I am currently 17 about to turn 18 in a few days and I am not excited about it. As you know, I live with my adoptive parents, in an amazing region of this country called White Lotus. 

This place is amazing to live in if you love dictatorship or you're a vampire. White Lotus is one of the strongholds of the many Royal Vampires that live on this plain. Humans such as my family and the rest of the world either slaves are livestock to supernatural beings. We live by their rules and regulations.

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