Chapter 48: Amelia
"Brother! Brother! Where are you?!" The cheerful voice of a young girl echoed joyfully through the grand halls of the Palace, filled with excitement and impatience.
The voice belonged to a child no older than twelve, her beautiful face framed by soft, puffy cheeks and silvery-golden hair that cascaded down her back. Her golden eyes shone brightly, sparkling with an innocence that seemed to light up the room. She wore a beautiful gown, golden-striped and flowing, that clung delicately to her small frame. The noble elegance of her attire was perfectly matched by her pure, untainted aura—one that drew the gaze of anyone who happened to cross her path.
Her lips curled into a sweet smile—one of pure joy and excitement— as she continued her search, her voice ringing out once more, "Brother!"
