“Sorry about that.” Kamaria sheepishly apologized to Selene and me. “Morning sickness.”
Her small baby bump was hidden today, but her running out of the room to throw up was an easy reminder of her pregnancy. Still, it was nothing to apologize about.
“It’s fine, Kamaria.” I told her as she sat down again. Her servant, a girl with long, straight blonde hair and puckered lips, immediately moved forward and poured some tea in her cup to help her get rid of the nasty taste.
Selene wore a light pink dress today, while Kamaria was in her standard navy blue colour. The two were complete polar opposites in style, they only really matched in personality. Selene had large, brown eyes with curly black hair. She was petite, looking almost fragile enough to be human.
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