122 Reality

Lyanna was coming back.

When Asterias had stated that Lyanna was coming back, Lumielle let out a sigh of relief. Her lungs felt constricted by this idea of adoration, she had been unable to breathe and now, she could. She felt relieved knowing that someone who loved him would be back.

"Are you alright?" Aristele asked. He was lying on the bed, a book placed over his eyes as Lumielle continued to use the dropper to add small droplets of gold into the vial. The color fizzled into a soft pink.

"I am fine," Lumielle said, "Is there something worrying you?"

Her blonde brother exhaled, placing the book aside and looking at his sister who had been engrossed in her work. Medicinal herbs had been stretched on the table as she looked at the vial with steady eyes. It was perfect.

"No, you just seem," Aristele sighed for a second, a pout forming on his lips, "Different."

Was she?