"Legend says that if you look down this river, somebody will wave!" Zahara and her father were walking in the town, being treated like royals, as such they were.
"Oh, that's so fake!" He laughs, it seems like they were walking to the store, going to get groceries.
"Oh it's so true!" Zahara is clearly joking about this topic while laughing.
"nuh uh!" He says playfully, before arriving to the store, smiling.
"dad?" The five year old purple headed asked.
"yes, my little lilac?" he holds her daughters hand.
"does anything bad anything in this city?" Zahara looked up at her father, concerned.
"no, not to our family, my little lilac."
"good." zahara smiled, relieved.
"why would you ask that?"
"i dont know. im just curious as if to if anything happened to our family." she looked down at her feet as she walked.
"well, nothing will happen, my little lilac." Zahara helped her dad out with the groceries, and she smiled.
YOU ARE READING
Love Is War (re-imagined)
General FictionLarz and Zahara are under some great distress as their the only ones left in their family. As their cautious, they try to come up with a plan to escape and continue theyre royal family blood.
