The dark lineage

(Amelia)

Everyone was preparing for the arrival of the elves, so the castle was buzzing with excitement. The fairies had a lot to do, as well as everyone else who was busy. 

One thing that came to my mind, though, was how the elves were going to react when they saw that the king was no longer old and withering.

I couldn't wait to see their reaction, which was going to be priceless, of course. 

Mom pouted as she watched me going through my clothes and trying to find something to wear. 

She was the one who brought my clothes to me earlier since we had left our house with urgency and didn't have the opportunity to pack. 

Groaning, I shook my head because I couldn't find a suitable dress to wear as I rifled through my clothes. 

"Damn, this is difficult to watch." Mom muttered as she rolled her eyes. I stopped what I was doing so that I could give her the attention that I knew she was desperately craving.