Aegor huffed, watching as you stayed kneeled before the Heart Tree, your hands clasped. He knew his sister wasn’t praying, even during the most troubling of times she never prayed.

“Sister.”

He called out harshly, your head turning to him, and he watched you rise to your feet. You were the prettiest girl in the whole realm, and no one compare, not even Shiera could compete with the way the light in your eyes shines.