“I will, Mom,” he stated to himself and smiled widely.
He faced the mirror and opened his eyes. He saw his scar over the chest. He didn’t know where he got it, and he can’t recall as well. Whenever he asks his mom, she would tell him that he got it from his childhood.
He was about to go out of the shower when he felt dizzy; many memories are trying to enter his brain that he couldn’t take it anymore. It feels so true, but he couldn’t remember it happened.
“Ghyn, I’ll get the apple for you. Stay down there, all right? If the King knew about this, he’d surely punish me. Do you want that?” Ghyno warned his little brother. Ghyn shook his head and seated back on his seat. Ghyno smiled and tried to get an apple.
“What are you two doing there? How did you get out of your room, and where’s the one assigned to watch over you? You seem to
