Come on Bray! Wipe that look off your face and enjoy the ball. We are celebrating me becoming king after all. Dain, Braydon’s older twin brother, says to him with a smile. Braydon rolls his eyes and walks over to the bar area for a drink. The noble men and women giving him a space and avoiding his eyes like always. Braydon is used to it as he was gifted magic by the moon instead of the sun. Braydon grabs a drink and looks out across the ballroom, his yellow eyes landing on you.
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