I walk thro the gardens my mother use to grow, now it is over grown. She was able to bend the plants to her while, but now she is dead and no one else in our clan could do it, So much blood shed since her death.
I stopped, some one was following me, and I knew who it was "Gethara, you are still ticked about who was chosen as the heir, arnt you?"
A small rat like thing scurries up, and tranforms into my older brother, he has long bright red hair, yep, he was ticked. "You think?" he bares his fangs at me, most people cowards at the sight of him, but me? I just rolled my eyes
"I am the eldest, I should of became heir, why did he see in you, other then you are a frail woman" he growled, towering over me.
"A, if I was a frail woman, then why do I command over 30 war ships? Ones that could destroy yours in a matter of seconds" I said calmly, not going to please him by going off "We all know why anyway, remember your betroth?"
He wince, every one in the empire knows what happened about him and his betroth.
Rojon
part 2
I sat in my late sister room, the sorrow was still in me, that so called warrior prince, Gethara, should die for what he did to her.
The sound of shouting still filled my ears, and the screams as my sister called for help as Gethara out of rage killed her. It was the day she told him he was betroth to her. Every one in the empire knew he loved a Lesha, a none gifted one.
I was the first to see the room, the place was destroyed, and he was still holding my sister, by the neck as she takes her last breath, I ran and tried to stopped him, but the next thing I knew a healer was taking care of me, and my sister body being taken away and Gethara being let free, that day I vowed to hate all warriors, till i meet Melisha....