Make Dark Fantasy Great Again
Chapter 7: The Bastards Younger Sister
Once, there was a girl. Among her family was a boy just one year older than her.
The girl was young and knew little of the world, but she knew exactly how to call him.
“Brother. Brother Risir. I played with Brother Risir today.”
The mother, with the girl perched on her lap, froze in surprise and locked eyes with her.
“No? Roera, that boy is not your brother.”
“Not my brother? Why?”
“He is... different from us.”
“Different? How? Isn’t Brother... Risir part of our family?”
“Risir is...”
The mother faltered, lowering her gaze as a bitter whisper slipped from her lips.
Part of our family? He’s the child of some other wench, and...
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