2nd Month Year 710 Emperatriz Kingdom
Cyril stared at the large, empty dining table. He had climbed over it earlier and discovered this fact. His sister should have arrived an hour ago with a loaf of bread and cold soup from Fort Varden. His stomach hurt and he was hungry. Cyril simply did not have the energy to walk to the entrance of their small hut and then wait for his older sister.
"Riana, what took you so long?" Cyril said quietly.
He dragged himself to the closed door with all his strength. It opened before he could open it. His sister had the same black hair as Cyril, but lighter brown eyes than Cyril's.
When 5-year-old Cyril saw that his sister was home, he was excited. Now he could eat right away. Because Adriana had never forgotten to feed Cyril. Adriana was all Cyril had after his mother left. But Cyril did not get any food. He was dragged back into the house. Outside there was the sound of people screaming and wild animals howling.
