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Chapter 15 - A New Family
Aefstine heard the sound of someone running irregularly along the corridors, and turned around already expecting his brother.
He heard the knocking on the door, and called out. A limping Kynan entered his room. He felt a pain in his heart, and was surprised to notice he had missed his older brother that much.
"Kiddo!" Kynan called, smiling.
The guard immediately appeared behind him and shifted, hand going for the sword, looking threateningly at his brother.
Kynan looked at the guard, bemused. Aefstine was surprised too.
"It's okay. It's just Kynan," he told the guard. "Close the door," he said and the guard named Tyke- he recalled- hesitantly closed it.
Kynan shook his head at him.
"I'm... so sorry, Aefstine. We were staying in another wing of the castle. People here are so nasty, no one speaks our language. I tried to get to you, but a little chubby lady said I wasn't to ‘bo
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