It must be a joke

Creps = Official currency of Creperum

***POV – Enigma

The fire crackles warmly, and I pull the blanket tighter around my body, where I lie snugly on the sofa. I adore this castle; always has. And if I’m completely honest, I feel much more at home here on Creperum. It’s as if I belong here. On Earth, I feel like a freak.

But I’m aware of the danger … after all, I’m not supposed to exist. Everyone believes I died in my mother’s womb, with her and my dad. Only a select few know the truth. The rest thinks I’m Harron’s older brother’s illegitimate child with a commoner, and because my grandfather lost his only daughter, he’s a bit overprotective.

“… and he thinks he can replace me with a cat … “ Puck’s voice is like background music; it’s there but you don’t actually listen to it. He pauses to chew, just to continue his diatribe each time he swallows down a popcorn kernel.