As you've probably figured out, I message to the royal family. Yeah, you're probably feeling super jelous right now. But dont be. Trust me, I would much rather take a job at the bakery anyday. Although, I never really want to give up my bond with Manika. Since the walk through the forest is rather long, I might as well explain some more.
Hmm... lets see, where to start...
How about my age. I am currently 14 turning 15 in October, I love the colour green, my socks are dirty, and I have no parents. Well, of course I have parents, but i've never really met them. Those who knew my parents say I look like a clone of my mother with my father's attitude, but my personal memory rememebrs my mother as nothing like me and always having arguements with my father, so I have no clue where they get their ideas.
Here we are! Charloah Castle.
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FantasyI remember it like it was yesterday. The forrest was in full bloom, and the floor was coated in fresh dew. "Chlo!" Mme Boire called out, "Chlo!" Chlo turned around annoyed. This happened every morning. "Yes?" she grumbled, rolling her eyes. "Don't f...
