Darian pulled Lumina along by her tiny arm. She didn’t dare say that he was hurting her, but her uncle was in a hurry and he always pulled her arm like that when he was frustrated with her slow speed. She didn’t walk nearly as fast as he did. She tried to keep up, but she just wasn’t fast enough for her uncle Darian.
“Hurry up girl. We haven't got all day.” Darian demanded of Lumina.
“Yes, Uncle,” Lumina replied.
“After today, it will not be necessary for you to refer to Shayla, or I, as your aunt and uncle. You are going to be a maid at the Academy. So do your job well and, hopefully, we will not have to see you again,” Darian uttered.
“Yes, sir.” Lumina said.
“That’s better. Now come on, hurry up.” Darian urged again, pulling harder on her arm.
Lumina looked up at the first
