Lumielle was just old enough to remember the confines of the Diamond Palace as Aris accompanied her inside of the carriage. His brow was furrowed, a look of discontent plastered across his features. His eyes were glowering outside the window, his leg bumping up and down. They were all signs of his slight pique. Indeed, Lumielle could comprehend why her younger brother was upset. The homage of their mother had been slandered—they were forced to give up the Palace that had been for the Late Empress to the De Saude females.
"Are you upset?" Lumielle inquired quietly. She knew the answer to that question before it even crossed her lips.
Aris let out an exhale, his lips forming a pout. "Aren't you?" He questioned back, he crossed his arms over his chest. He had grown taller, his body muscular with the training that Rowan put him under. The haunting dreams of Aris in the first timeline seemed to melt away at the appearance of her younger brother.
aris entering the political sphere and game?? how INTERESTING and fun. i'm super excited to continue this series and i wanted to say thank you so much for your support. i really appreciate each and every one of you. i love reading your comments and honestly love it when you add it to your library or give me a powerstone. i treasure each and every one of you.