mialys elf magic

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Mialys pov

          "brother im scared this forst is scary the trees want to kill me!" i wispered into graysons ear "mialy listen to me just close your eyes and ill hold you ok" my brother said as he grabed me off his shoulders and held me close to his chest as i placed my head on his shoulder (can some one do a pick on this please.) as he started to colm my hair with his hand "thank you brother" i said as my eyes started to slowly started to roll " its ok you can fall asleep i wount mined" brother said so i did.

          We walked into a elvin villeg "is mommy here daddy" i asked my dad as he looked down at me then placed his hand on my cheek " yes mommy is here" daddy said as he picked me up "your elf magic is stronger here and its all thanks to your uncle drake" daddy said as we walked into a gint tree chastle "mommy" i saw mommy siting on a elvish throne with a silver elvish teara "mommys a princess!" i said as i ran up to mommy arms wide "mialy my little princess and achely im a queen i rule the elvish land" she said placing a elvish crown on my head "that means your a princess little sis" brother said as he looked down at me and smiled. "aaaaaauuuuuw is that you drakesons" mommy said to drakesons "yes im drakesons" drakee said "in my kingdom you will be now as princes Dmitri" mommy said as she placed a small teara made for a guy "graysons how youv grown and your wareing your dads old closed" she said happly "and who is that behide you dmitri".

armensons pov

the queen looked strated at me,i did not want to be seen do to the fact i was the son of armen wait were is dad? "this is armenson son of armen" drakesons said as he tryed to pull me forwered "drakesons no they wount like me im a son of a killer please i dont want to be killed please" i said hideing behide drakesons "oh armensons i wont heart you in eny case you will be nown as princes Armen" she said placeing a small crown on my head it was gray in color the nether ruby downed on its color "thank...you"i said shyle "go ahead and get your rest we will help you with your magics in the moring". 






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