In the bustling realm of the palace, Isa's keen senses detected a discordant note. Mari's fiery outburst against the clothing designers echoed through the corridors, drawing Isa's attention.
"Are you slow or can you just not read?! I said...no glitter?! So why is there glitter everywhere?!"
The tiny man's lips were quivering and his head was hung low. The designers around him were almost hiding behind mannequins. "Your...your majesty...um...you did say last week that you wanted glitter on your dress..."
"Oh yeah?! Well now I don't!" Mari bellowed, hurling the man's book of designs at a wall, hitting a ground with a thud so loud that the people around almost jumped out of their bodies, "I guess it looks like your father forgot to teach you how to read...oh yeah that's right...because you were such a beastly fat thing that your father died when you were five years old, honestly I'd do the same! Now quit whining and get that stupid glitter or I'll have daddy kick you out of my house!"
As the designer scurried away, clutching any ounce of self dignity he might have left, Isa cringed in embarrassment at her sister's behaviour. She couldn't believe how nasty and vile her baby sister had become. Isa knew she had to get to the bottom of it, and her eyes were wide with concern at the thought of what a bratty sister could mean for her reputation.
Isa hesitantly followed Mari to her bedroom, where Mari was sulking on her bed. Taking a deep breath, Isa silently prepared herself for Mari's storm of attitude, rehearsing what to say in her mind. When she was finally pleased with herself, she nervously and gently knocked on the door.
"Hey, Mari...can we talk?"
Mari pursed her lips and stared into the distance, looking annoyed, "Sure, I don't see why not".
"Mari, I can't stand the way you treat our sisters. You're constantly unkind to them, and you don't even show respect to the people who work here. What's going on with you?" Isa explained, sitting on the side of Mari's bed, reaching out to grab her hand.
Mari clenched her teeth and jerked her hand away from Isa. She glared menacingly at her older sister, like a tiger ready to pounce, "Maybe if you weren't so blinded by your new favourites, you'd see that I'm just protecting myself. Your precious twins have taken over, and it feels like you love them more than you ever loved me."
Isa gulped, feeling her stomach sink in dismay. Before the adopted girls joined the family, Mari and Isa were an indivisible duo. The public adored their sisterly relationship. Just as Isa did with the twins, Isa used to love Mari's curls, and used to style her baby sister's hair, tell her stories and inject encouraging words into her before bedtime. Everywhere the sisters went, they were holding hands, whispering secrets to each other. Isa was Mari's world, and Mari was Isa's. Now, Mari was grappling with the idea that the other girls- more specifically the twins- were rapidly taking her place, and the thought filled Mari with resentment towards her one close older sister. Mari was no longer the little girl with the adorable curls and gorgeous smile- and that broke Isa's heart.
"That's not true, Mari. I love all of you equally. Just because I've formed a close bond with the twins doesn't mean I've replaced you. I want us to be close again, like we used to be. Remember the days when we used to-"
"Close like we used to be? Before Odette and Beatrix and Posy and the twins came into the picture? You've changed, Isa. You can go ahead and erase those days from your memories, since you want to so badly. We used to be inseparable, and now it feels like you're pushing me away."
Isa's face fell, Mari's words felt like a stab straight to her chest, and she clutched her chest to feel her invisible wound, "Mari, I haven't pushed you away. The girls are a part of our family now, and I can't ignore them. But it doesn't mean I love you any less. I yearn for the bond we had, but it takes both of us to rebuild it."
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