Armaros wanted to play with his siblings so he made a small doll for his sister and took it to her. She was playing with her friends. Seeing him approach all the girls who were two years older than him snickered their noses.
"What do you want bloodsucker?" a twelve years old girl sneered at him. He hid the doll behind his quivering body.
"I...I wanted to play too," his voice trembled to see the loathsome glances girls threw at him.
"You can't. Go away," the voice of his beautiful sister was dismissive as she turned her attention back to her friends and they began to play. Leaving him standing there in an awkward pose.
He saw the princess multiple times as well and she always seemed to have turned even more beautiful than before. Her eyes were so green it reminded him of emeralds and her smile melted his heart.
