Life in a new Kingdom

fe magic of the planet allows it to rotate. Other theories claim that it is all part of some final destination for

cool breeze of the open window danced around the soft strands of my hair. Sounds of gig

sehold butler speaks to the children with a soft yet determined speech. Zao proceeds t

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swiftly. "Come in," I reply, annoyed. "Master, yo

ring ruby within her eyes was enough to steal any man's heart if she wanted to. However, she is under servitude as my loyal and faithful personal maid for the rest of her

y. Even if she is a demon from the Demon Continent, she treats me well, and I give her my respect. "Does he believe he can still

my room. "My answer will always be the same: no." Celia follows closely behind me and places her soft, slende

u, Master, but why don't you discuss it with him? I believe he wants you to achieve something on your own since your br

the table. "I don't want to talk about anything. I'm simply going to deny his request and return to my studi

efore letting me go. "Master Caleb... If I may... Why do you refuse to even train with a sword? Refuse to attend any

towards the door. "Because I refuse to take up a blade, I am not a soldier, and I am not even important as a

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my body. Celia stares daggers into my eyes. A flame lights behind those rubies. "Don't you

as a servant. Ceila was once part of the Demon Army rebellion that occurred over a hundred years ago. She fought in the army against the four kingdoms of the Gana Continent, but when their Demon King and his Lords fell, so did the armies under them. Celia

a warm expression as she speaks. "I'm glad, Master Caleb." I turn and open my door leading to a reddish-brown interior hallway. My white hair parted as I stepp

halls for receptions and parties with diplomatic figures. We had one just relatively recently that I had refused to attend. So, I was surprised that standing in the hall with my father was a rather astute man with a gray su

on capable of living for thousands upon thousands of years. We humans are direct descendants of a variant of elves that moved away from the original lands of our ancestors. Through years of adaptati

with the subtle movement of the turn. His short beard accompanied his soft mustache as he looked at me. "Ah yes, my son. I did indeed request

ing. "Not today, young Caleb. Here, let me introduce you to an old friend of mine, Soldi

his leg. I see the sparkling green eyes of a young elf girl, her ashen brown hair peak around

and as your legitimate father, that I am agreeing to a potential marriage arrangement between ou

ia steps to the side and gently takes the young elven girl and, sits her in front of him, and smiles at me. "I have already discussed the details with your father. He has also told me of

er compared to mine due to her lengthy lifespan. My best guess is that she was sixteen or seventeen years old, about the equivalent of an eight-year-old human child. "H-

u arrived at our house." I stopped dead at the spot before looking at my father and going back toward Soldia

ousehold as a part of the arrangement." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Leaving home was alien to me. I couldn't fathom th

would be in a