Chapter 1 Blissful dreams

"Miri! MIRI!!" i hear someone yelling my name,but I feel way too sleepy to actually focus on whose voice that is, well i have never been a morning person and i made the painstaking decision of not starting now as i snuggle deeper into my very cozy blanket, only to feel it pulled right off me, my eyes widened "well now i'm awake all than-" I swallow the rest of whatever I was about to say as i saw that it was my mother, but I stopped too late as she had already understood my earlier discontinued statement and flicked my head "come downstairs, you lazy creature,don't tell me you forgot what

today was right ?" I heard my elder brother Torven snicker from the door, already telling from my facial expression that I have indeed forgotten, my mom just sighed and with a shake of her head repeated her earlier command "come downstairs" and then walks away. I quickly gather myself together and head downstairs my father Jack Morvain sat at the single armrest chair in the living room arms crossed but with the same gentle gaze he always has on his face making him look younger than i can actually give him credit for, my mom Lisa Morvain sat opposite him in the matching chair with a sweet smile plastered on her face, the earlier scowl of trying to wake me already vanishing which made me smile in return and then lastly i see my brother Torven laying lazily on the couch ever the jerk he is but me staying true to the role of his beloved sister decided to be a bit troublesome so i sat beside him and rested part of my body on his thigh and at first in a moment of insanity he gently strokes my head before his brain seemed to reboot and he flicked my forehead , i yelled indignantly "what was that for?" and he had the actual audacity to shrug and even stifle a laugh, well so did my parents but that is beside the point, since I can't really do anything to them I put all my focus on the person I can actually do something to. While acting innocently I adjusted myself on his thigh and acted as if I was about to get up, all while supporting myself on my elbow, placed directly on his thigh I get a twisted satisfaction as I see his face contort in pain once my body weight starts to settle in,but my dad stops me in my track by simply clearing his throat i instantly stop, feeling wronged that i couldn't even get the opportunity to land this small win "sometimes i think i'm not even your daughter and you actually picked me from bushes" i muttered, the atmosphere instantly becomes weird and mom let out a laugh that sounded mechanical, fake even but i chose to ignore it .

Once again dad cleared his throat saying "it has been 24 hrs since your 14th birthday you remember our tradition right?"and it instantly clicked every year a day after my birthday dad will tell me two stories the founding of the empires and about the situation surrounding the loss of the princess, how could i forget that ,i internally slap myself .my dad speaks again "usually i tell two stories but today i shall give you three stories" just when i was about to speak he interrupted me "do not say anything or ask anything until the end of all three stories after that i will answer whatever question you have" we all nod in unison as to respond to his earlier statement then he begins " i will first tell you how our empire came to be and of the war that plagued several centuries ago."