A young girl of six watched as the caskets of her parents were lowered into the ground. Tears filled her eyes as her older brother took her hand and led her away. He picked her up and rubbed her back in attempt to calm her down.
"Th-they're really g-gone, Rallen!" She sobbed into his chest.
"I know, Sif, but they are still in our hearts." Rallen placed his hand over his sister's heart. She looked at him with tear-filled eyes.
"But I want them to be h-here with me!" Sif cried.
"So do I, dear one. We'll have to help each other. After all, we are brother and sister. We have to stick together. Now, I've been accepted into the government, so we'll be moving to the capital. Fear not, I will take care of you and we shall never be seperated!" Rallen comforted his sister. She nodded and went to sleep in his arms.
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Sorry for the shortness. I promise she chapters won't be this short. Lets play a game! Whoever can guess this quote gets the nect update dedicated to them!!
"Then you've missed the truth of ruling, brother."
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War and Mischief
FanfictionShe was War. He was Mischief. They were a match made in the heavens.
