VIRIDIN EMPIRE:
Alaric froze. Though he had an idea what his sister mean by that, there was something else in her tone that staggered him in his place.
Aileth (Zelda) felt him freeze up and wondered if these brothers never thought of her getting married and leaving them one day. She felt the heavy palm of her elder brother on top of her carefully styled head and turning her head towards him.
She saw his expression darkened a little bit. Cobalt blue eyes narrowed and a frown marring on his smooth forehead. His blond hair shining under the banquet lights.
“What do you mean by that, little one?” His voice turned serious, gone all the amusing tone he used with her all evening.
“Ugh!” she tried to take his hand of her head. “I do not have maids here to do my hair brother!”
“Oh!” he
