A Court Of War

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it but I couldn't. If any child or friend of the Emperor was alive then, the city was not safe. My father

she never said anything horrible in the first place. The story of Emperor Sargon wa

ictures of water and air genasi. The way they reacted to our environment. I read so many books but wildfire genasi wa

ough I had not seen any genasi before, I knew

d it in front of her and waited for me to tell her what she looked like. M

dmired herself. She danced as if we were on the ball court

Hazel turned around and swerve al

danced so well. With such amazing steps, any

r toes and closed her eyes. I knew

. That was something I couldn't do so I cl

r for you" She laughed with her eyes closed. It was enough

turned to make strange noises. It opened slowly and a maid emerged from

ready. My stepmother had asked her to call us dow

sters and they curtsied r

highness"

e was quiet than usual. Most of the servants we

a what he looked like. Was he a good man? Was he going to treat me like assets? Was he just

ll were opened by the guards. I lowered my head as I walked. There, was my family seated like high priests

g to finish it anyway. But my uncle, Hazel and Ember's father was capable of eating half of wh

m me in appearance yet she was the only one who understood me better. With her beaut

He was my father but I never called him f

sat quietly. I looked across the table. Hazel and Ember were already seated. I was not

soldiers lost in battle. Nobody spoke even if they wanted to. I ate slowly yet I go

ce they were fighting again. Their cat and dog's relationship never changed no matter how

ce door waiting patiently for your dear, Azrael to come out and meet them," She said l

le. Unlike a month ago, they were hardly there. If there was anything I have come to understand about life was that old age could make

d by a witch called Angelina Zev. She was famous even here in Akkad.

I looked up and noticed that everyone was paying attention to their conversation. I was still confused

h later" My stepmother said as she played with the food. I cou

turned to my father who was relaxed. I mean he was used to her madness. She was his only sister alive. He could take any of her unpleasant behaviour...this was just one of the

ile "no, mother. They usually d

I did not want to talk about then it was those nights...I wished they never raise the topic. They