Eighty Five

"Morning 'Listair, you slept in today for the first time." Emiliar said as she noticed Alistair walk into the kitchen. She had woken early enough to prepare breakfast for the house. Alistair was in her night gown, her hair still messy. It's her usual norm to visit the kitchen first immediately she wakes up. She loved to cook. It's different today because she overslept.

"Oh Emily, such a darling." A broad smile formed on her face as she noticed that food was almost ready.

"I'm always a darling."Emiliar winked. "By the way, I didn't want to disturb you. It's strange that you didn't wake as early as usual. You must be very tired."

Maybe I was. Alistair murmured. She slept late the night before. She was thinking-- thinking about so many things. Somethings seemed off. She felt like she was losing something. She felt it the night before. She could not stop thinking about her sister. Katrienair is not safe, she knows that. That night, she realized just how much she had to th