"Damn him! How does he dare to insult our mother?!" Lena cursed angrily after we exited the dining room.
Lena's servant and my servant chased after us from behind, but they did not dare to interrupt our conversation.
"Calm down, Lena," I said softly while pulling her away from the room. "You know that he has always been like that."
"But that is not a reason to insult our mother! And father too! Not only he did not defend our mother, but he also ordered us to leave! It's unfair!"
"Sigh…" I sighed deeply and let Lena vent. Compared to me, my elder sister is the one who suffers the most due to the discrimination in our family. I don't care a bit about my family's thoughts about me, but Lena is unable to do the same. She had always desired the acknowledgement of our father.
Unfortunately, due to our birth and that our mother died many years ago, our standing before our father is a bit awkward.
The reason because Bryan called my mother a slut is also due to it.
Before marrying our father, our mother was the daughter of a Farray Noble house. She entered the palace because of the support of the previous head of the family, Grand Quentin. My grandfather Grand Quentin was a friend of the John Farray of the Farray house essentially my mother's father.
Back then, our father was already married to my stepmother, Lily, and my first brother had been born. But because of our grandfather, my mother married in the Quentin house as a Second wife instead of a concubine.
To be honest, her marrying in Quentin house was not much of a problem till grandfather was alive but unfortunately, due to an accident he died after Lena's birth, then my mother lost Her standing in the house and was subject to constant oppression by my stepmother, and she finally died after a while giving birth to me.
...I still think both my mother and grandfather dead was too coincidental and it must be related to my stepmother Lily.
After her death, Farray house constantly blamed Quentin house for suspected murder and tried to protect me and my sister but well though Farray house is also a strong family of the nobels it can not compare to Quentin house the strongest military house within the whole Arcadian Empire.
Due to this our situation in the family continued worsening day by day.
Now, our relationship with our other siblings is almost one of our mortal enemies.
I continued pulling my elder sister by her hand and brought her to a room. I then closed the door and told the servants to not let anyone inside. Once alone with her, I looked at my sister helplessly and sighed in worry.
"Why did you always lose your temper so easily, Lena? I told you that it's better if you ignore him. You even used magic this time!"
"I know Leon! But how can I endure when he insults our mother?! I don't understand how you can be so calm after hearing him calling our mother a slut!" Lena stared at me with her crystal blue eyes and asked in fury while a tear fell slowly from her eyes.
"It's for our good," I said while wiping the tear on her cheek. "You know that father has always taken their side, so it's better if we don't fight them… At least not when the father is nearby."
Lena fell silent and lowered her head. After a few seconds, she raised her gaze again and stared at me while muttering softly. "Sorry… I caused you trouble this time."
"Don't worry, I'm your brother after all."
"You are right… You are my only brother…" Lena extended her hands and hugged me tightly. "Leon, you can never leave me."
I felt her breasts being pressed against my chest, and her sweet scent invaded my nostrils. For an instant, I was lost in the sensation of the hug.
My sister Lena was a complete beauty, and one of the only two people for whom I have familiar feelings in this life.
She is a bit smaller than me, at 1.75 meters in height, and she has the same black long hair as our mother and the blue eyes of the father. Her face is the perfect definition of beauty, and the number of suitors she had on the empire is enough to fill a stadium.
Unfortunately, she has rejected all the proposals she has received although she is already 19 and many people think that it's time for her to get engaged.
Moreover, despite being my older sister, she always liked to behave spoiled with me.
...for me who has been reborn taking her only as a sister is impossible so it's hard for me to control myself, not that I care about incest much though.
After living for so long many values are changed inside me as compared to normal humans maybe because of this I did not care much about my stepmother oppression as well as incest.
Gods are born without parents so incest should be a foreign term to us, but still, we always live along the mortals to relieve our boredom so we are aware of human values and culture.
We aren't much different from humans expect the fact that we are extremely powerful and live long enough to become a lunatic.
Many Gods have twisted personalities because of living long enough, like me, I destroyed my whole previous world in achieving transcendence from God to a primordial being.
"Sigh… Why do you look more like the younger sibling than me?" I smiled softly and returned the hug.
Lena blushed slightly but continued hugging me. She put her head in my chest and breathed my scent while calming her emotions.
After a while, I asked. "Is it enough?"
"No…" She muttered and continued hugging me.
I shook my head wryly.
While we were hugging, someone knocked on the door of the room.
"Big brother, sis, are you here? Can I go in?"
Lena quickly let go of me when she heard that voice. She quickly tidied her dress and changed her expression to a dignified one.
"You can." She said.
I smiled wryly and went to open the door.
A beautiful 16-years-old girl entered the room. Her height was a bit shorter than Lena, at 1.7 meters.
Though, to be honest, her height is the only small thing in her.
Her golden hair which flowed smoothly to her waist was radiant as if reflecting the holy light of the eternal sun. Her emerald eyes look upon the world with an everlasting love. In addition, her smiling face was incredibly beautiful and alluring, to the point where no one could blame anyone that would destroy a nation just to make her direct that smile to them.
Her proportions were impeccable and incredibly alluring as if generations of the most skilled craftsman had devoted all their life perfecting a world-class masterpiece. No adjectives would be able to completely grasp her beauty. It would only diminish her beauty to describe her with the language of creatures in the world.
It was my youngest sister, Freya.