❝ 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘴. ❞
It's hard to fall in love with someone who has never look at you that way, especially when you are a...
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"People have a language on their own, but let the swords do the talking."
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"Relax, breathe in and out. Raise your arm a little and focus on your target, always." My twin brother Robb whispered in my little brother, Bran, in his ear. I can still hear it though. He's so serious when it comes to things like archery, swords, wars, and fights. He breathes in deeply and let go of the arrow, it wasn't even close to the bull's eye. Jon and Robb started to laugh, I was just sitting while eating some bread.
"Was anyone of you was a marksman at ten?" My father suddenly interrupted. Both of them stop laughing and I chuckled.
"Go on, Bran." My father said. Bran grab another arrow and would try again.
"Father's watching." Robb reminded him, this time, I know Bran's a little nervous. He begun do it again, breathing deeply in and out, focusing in only one thing. The bull's eye. When he was about to shoot, Arya interfered, she hits the bull's eye. Bran was mad so he chase her and my twin and half a brother laughs. I would just silently observed, seeing how happy my family is.
"Reve, let's practice, shall we?" My twin brother shouted not from a far. I finished my bread and stood up meaning I'm ready. Robb always wants to practice with me, I always win, which makes it unacceptable for him.
"Do you want to forfeit now before you actually lose?" I made a little joke just to tease him. Jon laughed. Arya and Bran stop chasing each other and watch us.
"I'm better than yesterday, my sweet twin sister." He said and I smirk. I pulled my sword and so he did the same, ready to fight. He was in his fighting position while I was just looking at him, jokingly.