They once ruled over the hacienda at the east of del Fuego. They were known to be the strongest people alive. Now, they are nothing but legends.
A nine-year-old girl came running after a teenage boy. She has a long jet black hair, fiery vermilion eyes, and pale white skin. She excitedly hugged the teenage boy the moment she reached him.
“What is it, Amaya?”
The teenage boy, having a jet black hair, fiery vermilion eyes, and a pale white skin, asked the little girl named Amaya.
“I want to come with you.”
“You can’t. Maybe once you’re older.”
He patted her head and left her in the middle of the lawn. She watched as he slowly walked away from her.
“You shouldn’t stay too long here, Amaya.”
A beautiful lady approached her.
“Mother, where will Kuya go?”
“Your brother’s attending the meeting of the family elders,” she gently told her.
Her mother, sweet and beautiful, share the same features as her. A long jet black hair, a pair of vermilion eyes, and a pale white skin. Amaya did nothing but to stare back at her.
I really want to go with Kuya.
Both Amaya and her mother went back inside the house.
…To be continued…