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 o
