Chapter 5: The Capital
The next morning, their group had grown bigger. Chancellor Levenhart's carriage joined theirs, along with his guards.
To Grim's annoyance, Lianna insisted on riding in their carriage for part of each day.
"This flat-chested bitch again," Grim thought as she climbed in on the second morning. "Why can't this bitch leave me alone.?"
Despite the age gap, she seemed to adore him.
"I'm going to teach you magic," she said on their third day traveling together. "When you're bigger, ill make sure you know all about magic."
"Magic," Grim repeated, rolling his eyes at her.
"I can control fire," she said, then looked cautiously around her before whispering to Grim: "I'm not supposed to show it without my teacher, but watch."
She ckosed her hands together, and slowly opened them qnd a flame flickered loudly between her palms before she raced to put it out.
"Lianna!" her father yelled from across the carriages. "What have I told you about practicing without supervision?"
"Sorry, Father," she replied, not looking sorry at all.
"Great, I'm stuck with a bratty pyromaniac," Grim thought. But he had to admit, her rebellious attitude was nice to watch. No matter the world, people are the same.