Daughter of the empire
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t is. Well, I've never been a morning person, and I made the painstaking decision of not sta
es wi
I'm awake
at it's my mother. But I stopped too late; she had already un
reature. Don't tell me you f
to tell from my facial expression that I had indeed forgotten. My mom
downst
he wal
er myself and
room, arms crossed but with the same gentle gaze he always has on his
h a sweet smile plastered on her face. The earlier scowl from try
erk he is. But me, staying true to the role of his beloved sister, decided to b
tly strokes my head before his brain seem
nantly, "What
and even stifle a laugh. Well, so did m
to them, I put all my focus on th
while supporting myself on my elbow placed directly on his thigh. I get a twisted sense o
n my tracks by simply
d that I didn't even get the opp
your daughter and you actually p
om lets out a laugh that sounds mechanica
Dad clears
your 14th birthday. You re
nstantly
me two stories: the founding of the empires and
d I forg
ally sla
peaks
tories, but today I s
about to speak
the end of all three stories. After that,
sponding to his earlier
ire came to be, and of the war tha
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