Against the Tragic Fate
The three of them stand each other and I can see the women glancing on them.
“I’m so happy guys that I can share to you my beauty,” I proudly said.
“Wow, since when the youngest sister acting so cocky?” Brother Tyler said.
“It is us share our beauty to you little sister,” Brother Clarence corrected.
“I’m not little,” I sulk.
“Yes, you are.”
“I’m not.”
“Yes you are.”
“I’m not.”
“Yes…”
“Okay stop,” Brother Terrence stopping us, “His majesty wants to meet us.”
“Okay, you can go brothers,” I smilingly said.