Sadie.
We were in the living room of our castle. The light cast a warm glow while the fire from the fireplace gave this tranquil atmosphere. It was calm and relaxed. I loved it. It brought peace and quiet, something that I appreciate a lot.
I was on my belly drawing; Mother was curled up on the sofa reading one of those books she called Romance and my sister was busy practicing with her swords.
I looked at her. For a moment, I was distracted by how effortlessly she swung them. It was so easy for her, unlike me, who struggled every time to even lift it up.
I continued staring at her, wondering how she focuses on her studies and training. I try, but I am always distracted, unlike Xena. It’s not the first time I’ve wondered why. I mean, there are so many things to do. She doesn’t have to
