1 Invitation

"M-my lady, a letter from the palace has arrived" I stopped my tracks as a definitely tired from running, nervous and stuttering voice caught my attention. I turned my head and face the owner of that voice and I must say it was quite a sight to see someone cute as her shake because of my presence.

"Breathe." I said as I slowly move forward towards her, smilling. I observed her more as she was shaking from nervousness. As far as I know I'm not intimidating enough for her to shake like this. Funny. She must be new.

"You're new here aren't you? Don't be nervous I don't bite" I said as gently as possible.

"Yes and I'll try not to, my lad-"

"Hahaha, Don't " I immediately cut her off before she finishes her words.

"I'm sorry", she bowed her head repeatedly as she tries to apologize to me.

"Oh sorry, my fault. I mean, don't call me My Lady it was so formal? Not so me? Just call me Leane." I smiled and handed her my hand. She looked at me with questioning eyes.

"Handshakes. Welcome to our mansion, Miss?"

"My name is Mary, my La-. I mean, Miss Leane", the traces of nervousness is still in her voice but I'm glad I can see a glint of smile from her face.

"Welcome Mary." closing our distance, I hugged her. I always to this to our family helpers. I don't call them slaves or maids. They became a friend to us and Mary will eventually too.

Suprised by my sudden closeness, I can feel her freezing. She's not even moving a muscle but then I tightened the hug and she eventually hug back.

"Thank you" , I heard her say. We stayed like this for seconds then I let go.

"Let me see the letter, Mary", upon hearing it she handed me the letter.

"To the House of Solivers" , It was indeed for us. I was about to read the letter when someone whose existence is a question slammed my door.

"Leane, have you- Oh! I see, Mary gave it to you, Huh? Well thank you Mary and to you-" he paused looking straight at me with his annoying smirk, "my dear sister. Have you read the letter?"

"I was about to."

"No need." he grabbed the letter away from me and burned it using his hands. Yes, just like any nobles my brother possesses a gift. As for him, he can control and emit fire.

Nobles and the Royal Family are the so called "Gifted" of the society. We possess Gifts from God and nature. Though getting a Gift will give you an upperhand, it is also the reason why inequality became a thing which also led to riots. In order to stop the riots, Gifted people of the history created the "Caste System". The Caste was divided into 5 groups, the Royal Family, Nobles, Knights, Commoners and the Outcastes. Outcaste, are the people who opposed the Royals, slaves and the lowest of all. It is sickening.

The system is making me vomit just by the thought of it.

" Leane Solivers to Nature" , i snapped from my thoughts as my brother put his hand on my shoulder.

"As I was saying. The King and Queen will present the Prince to Kingdom. Our faceless Prince will now have a face. I bet he's handsome like the King himself but not as me!"

"Shut up, Brother. Can you even hear yourself? And what about it?"

"Clueless aren't you? It means the Prince is already 18 years old just like you. Its time for him to mingle to other people and look for a queen of his own." , he said.

I was about to say something when he whispered the words I kept on babbling about during our childhood.

"Be his Queen, Sister", he kissed my hand then walked away.

"Queen, huh?", not so fast brother.