The Warsons

In a small inn room the warson siblings rest.

"here why?" Queenie asks her tired older siblings

"With how hostil those people are, I don't think I can have us rest on their dorms, We'll always have to be on guard." - Elliot

"We not strong?"

Elliot sat up from the sofa he claimed and looked at 13 year old Queenie who stood in the middle of the room "We are, But we're also human, our mana can get depleted if we keep fighting them everyday. besides, you can't control you mana much yet so it's best to be far from danger."

"we don't want you accidentally summoning a whole army of human eating flytrap again..." Epy said with her head buried in her pillow

"ごめね. . ." [sorry] Queenie apologizes, Seeing the now sad Queenie Elliot sighed and patted Queenies head "What Epy means is that, We don't want you to over use your mana. . remember when you overused your mana before? you got bedridden for a whole week with a high fever."

"are you seriously using hard english words on her?" Epy butted in

"I'm trying, go back to being an old lady and bury your ugly face." Elliot said which earned him a pillow getting thrown at his face

"excuse me! we're twins! we look alike! and You are the oldest"

"I disagree, I think me and Queenie look more alike."

"why you little!"

The twins little banter made Queenie smiled, although she barely understood most of what they were saying she can tell their joking around and are trying to make her smile.

The whole night the Warsons have slept together tired after long hours of pillow fight.

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the next morning, Queenie woke up earlier than the twins, She struggled to get out of the middle of the bed where her older twin brother and sister had her locked in a hug, after a while she finally broke free from their grip.

She smiled watching her 2 older siblings sleep peacefully, This was one of the only times the two don't banter, it was a sight , although they were both asleep, it was still rather peaceful.

Queenie's Stomach began making sounds as hunger slowly ingulfed her. Queenie looked back at her older siblings still peacefully sleeping, not wanting to disturb them she quickly grabbed her black cloak and ran towards the door

maybe she can go pick some berries, on their way here they've picked up berries to eat, maybe she can find some more? she thought.

exiting the room and the building she sprinted away in a hurry, she wanted to get some for her siblings too so when they wake up they'll just have to eat, that thought made her smile

She liked how they smiled warmly when she hands them berries, even when she handed them a sparkling green berry, they didn't eat it, but they smiled and that's enough for her

she wondered around town looking for the way to the forrest when she saw a man not to far away holding a sword pointed right at her, it was the same man older brother pointed a gun at!

"the tiny cloaked figure, you're with those guy you've been silent when attacked yesterday, I'll have my revenge, starting with you!"