"Are you sure you got him?"
"Yes mother! Now stop nitpicking!"
"I'm not nitpicking!"
I scowled at my mother while she followed behind me with a worried expression. I held my baby brother in my arms as he pulled on my hair, laughing cheerfully.
We had just arrived in the Imperial City. Apparently it's customary for newborn children to be baptized by the King after they had been named. This was something only higher ranking nobles could hope to achieve.
Unfortunately, that would include us.
So here we are, in the Imperial City once more.
We walked into the Royal Palace and stood at a large wooden door. My little brother giggled as he squirmed in my arms.
My mother looked down at me worriedly, "Maybe I should hold him."
I rolled my eyes, "Calm down! You're being overprotective!"
"But..."
My father chuckled, "It's okay dear. Just relax."
The servant at the door went to shout, but I cut him down with sharp eyes.
