"So, you're saying your parents are the royal scientists and t-they've dusted?"
"burned alive."
"Y-yes.
Well.. Dear, are you okay?
Have you been having a fever lately?
Let me see.."
Her paw patted your skull, in which you slapped it away.
"look, i have no means of lying, your highness.
i wouldn't waste my time on it and i'm offended that you think i am."
Her and tilted and those red eyes shone, concern flickering through the light of her pupils.
Flashing only in a split second, a splash of blue on those crimson orbs.
"Dear, you need to eat.
You haven't eaten in a very long time, right?
Lets go, there's food in the kitchen."
Kitchen?
Do royalties eat in the kitchen these days?
Though it was only then, you realized.
The room was small and cozy, with wooden floors and worn furnitures decorating the room. All of which are dusty and unused.
This isn't the castle.
Children's toys was kept in the box that sat next to the table with drawings of flowers and crayons was seemingly scattered on it, as if someone who had own the table was releasing frustration or anger.
There are also two beds in the room and you're laying on one of them, though they are fairly tidy compared to the rest.
"This my home, little one.
Just right besides the castle.
Come, now.
No need to be afraid."
Stepping on the wooden floor beneath, you can't help but cringed at the creaking sound it made.
Causing you to gritted your teeth slightly as you follow the woman outside of the room.
As you observe the hallway, it seemed empty but clean. Much cleaner than the room you were in.
And only a lone mirror was hanging on the wall and
a withered rose sitting silently in the vase at the corner of the hallway.
The sombre atmosphere didn't budge you at all because when you had stepped into the living room,
your brother was there, alone.
Sitting silently on the rocking chair at the corner of the room.
"I apologized if my house seemed messy for you children,
I was about to clean my house when I get home today but..
I'll deal with it later.
Now, I'll go get some food for you children, alright?
Sit still.."
YOU ARE READING
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