DEMIR
“Are you out of your damn mind?!” Prim breaks into my study with her eyes glowing gold.
“Way to address your King! What again?” I look at my sister lazily, her fiery locks are still perfect as ever even though she was obviously running the whole way here. I have no idea how she does that.
“Demir Darmerion Derwood!” She uses our mother’s favourite tone and my full name, “What is that nonsense that I have just heard about you going to some ridiculous summit on some gods’ forsaken island?! Are you crazy?!”
“It’s a political necessity, dear sister,” I inform her without any extra emotions in my voice.
“That's a load of chimera’s crap, brother!” She retorts, tapping her polished nails on the top of my desk, “You didn’t care about that damn Sun Archipelago for the last couple of hund
