Chapter Four-The News: Part Two

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Zane's POV
Once Charlotte got on stage, she started her usual press conference greeting. "Bonjour, hola, guten tag, Cheerio, and hello for all those you speak English," She said in a pleasant and cheery tone that made you feel comfortable. Charlotte was always the sweetest and most friendliest of us all. She was always a people person, I thought as she gave a smile to the crowd. "Thank you all for coming. My manager and I have arranged this conference so you all can have a chance to know me a bit better." To the world, Charlotte Brown was mysterious and very little was known about her, but to us (me, Garroth, and Vylad) Charlotte couldn't give too much information without spilling something about her true identity. In fact, in the several years Charlotte has been famous, the only thing the world knew about her were just simple things like her favorite color and candy.

"You can also ask me a question on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram or Snapchat." On screen next to her, a bunch of social profiles popped up. Around me, I could see Aphmau, Kawaii~Chan, Laurence, Dante and a few others take out their phones.

"Let's start. You, in the black-rim glasses," Charlotte's manager(I think her name is Adriana) picks a reporter in the front row. "Tess Vanderbill of the Los Angeles Daily News. Miss Brown, who are you wearing?" the reporter asked. Boy, this reporter wastes no time. That's when I truly noticed what Charlotte was wearing. (I'm a dude, I don't care about female fashion)

A blue-green dress that was the same color as Garroth's and Vylad's, as if their eyes color was combined together. And the jacket was black, the same color as my hair. It also happens to be my favorite color. I let a small smile slip before it was replaced by a frown. Charlotte once told me she only wore our "family colors" when she had news. Last time I saw her wear colors like that, she had recently gone through a break up by her ex( More on that later 😉)

".... the dress was personally made by my stylist, Marissa," Charlotte said, giving a twirl so the cameras could see her outfit more clearly. "Lady Brown, I love your necklace. Do tell me where you get it?" A female reporter with a post British accent asked. I noticed she had lemon yellow hair in spiral curls. I recognize this reporter from other press conferences Charlotte been in. The camera zones in toward Charlotte's necklace. My eyes widened!

I recognize that necklace! It was the mood-changing, ruby birthstone I gave Charlotte for Christmas the year before high school. "I've seen that necklace before," Garroth muttered. My brother is such a boob sometimes. "Of course you've seen it before, you idiot. She practically wore it for any special event in high school," I growl quietly so only Garroth can hear me.

"Oh, it was a gift, from a person I hold dear to my heart," she said and the audience(as the whole group) went aww. Pshhh, softies. But I'm glad she thinks I'm someone dear to her, even though she's told me several times.

While Charlotte continue to answer more questions, I noticed she wouldn't stop playing around with the ruby in the middle. I could see her doing this weird three-fingered movement...wait, where have I seen that before? I remembered! It was a sign that Charlotte came up with up when we were all little since me, Garroth, and Vylad were the 3 Ro'Meave brothers and it was a secret sign she came up with without even speaking.

As the program went on, I zoned out since I knew the answers to most of the questions. I was going to sneak out when I tuned back and heard "Last question." Well, if this is the last question, I could stay especially since the program gonna end soon.

"Now, that you have finished the final film in the Magi book series, the Last Key, what will you do now?" Charlotte went white as a sheet, but recovered quickly. "Well, after thinking about it and talking with my manager, I decided," she took a pause and a deep breath. Probably thinking about joining another movie or TV show that will require her attention and have move somewhere.

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