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We were sat in the dining hall, the room was excessively luxurious. The seats alone were probably worth more than anything I had ever seen in my previous life. On one end of the table, was the Imperial Princess, my employer, Charlotte Von Erebus.
Beside her was I. The table was small, designed to seat only four. Supposedly, they had prepared the table for tonight. However, there was only one other spare chair. That was because my 'sister' was... well disabled. She used a wheel chair, so she didn't need a seat.
We were sat in silence, and soon a young man and an even younger woman were escorted in.
The younger woman had long, white hair, her eyes were closed and overall, she was rather small, frail and fragile. She was none other than my younger sister, Selene Hyperius.
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A/N: After ages I decided Hyperius would be their family name. I made it myself, based it off Hyperion.
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However, the man... if he could be called that, had an entirely different presence. It felt like I was looking at a sword. Every aspect of him reminded me of a sword. In fact, he seemed... oddly sharp.
He was tall, he was probably taller than even Caelus. He had two golden eyes, and short, white hair. His physique wasn't as my good as mine, but he still had a lot of muscle on his frame. He was my elder brother, Gunther Hyperius.
'Oh yeah. I remember now. The Hyperius family has a bloodline ability, it makes it so that they take on the properties of both swords and armour.'
The man sat down after helping the woman in the wheel chair get to the table. He then turned his gaze towards me, smiling, before looking at the Princess.
"It's nice to see you again, your Highness. I'm grateful that you're allowing... People of our humble status dine with you."
The Princess scoffed, not taking what he was saying very seriously.
"You're the family of my previous Knight, obviously you're allowed to eat with me. And, don't talk about your status like that. You may be commoners, but you're also a family possessing two Awakened. While you may not have an official title or anything, you have power. But, I don't really want to talk about this sort of thing, I'm sure it's making Reinhardt and Selene uncomfortable."
The blind girl turned her head towards us and smiled, her smiled looked a little hollow. She looked tired, she dark circles under her eyes. And her small hands were resting on her legs.
"Selene, you been keeping alright? You've lost some weight, and uh... you seem tired. Do you need to see a doctor or something?"
She smiled bitterly.
"I've been stressed, cause of well, him"
She then pointed at me, and I laughed awkwardly.
"Sorry..?"
I spoke rather quietly, I really didn't know how to handle this.
Charlotte's look darkened a little as she ignored our little exchange.
"Have you heard about his amnesia? That's what I really wanted to talk about. I want to know how you guys feel, I want Reinhardt to hear it too. Even if he doesn't remember you, you're family."
Both of them nodded slowly. This time, Gunther spoke.
"Yeah, we were told about it, but me and Selene have discussed it. A lot. And, we've decided that... we're not going to worry too much about Reinhardt's memory. It doesn't matter if he doesn't remember who we are. We'll do the best we can, as his siblings, and as his family. We'll get to know him, and he'll get to know us. If he remembers anything about us, awesome. But, if not. It... doesn't matter."
Then, Selene took over, Noticing that Gunther was starting to get a little emotional.
"All that matters is that our brother's alive. Familial bonds can always be remade. But, people can't come back to life."
Then, she looked down, gripping her dress as tears fell out of her eyes.
"Thank... Thank goodness that you're alive. If... you had died too then I..."
The pain in her voice was clear, she was struggling to speak as tears kept flowing down her eyes. The tears wet her cheeks, and her face got a little red as she cried.
It felt bad, a kid was crying because they thought their big brother was alive and well. But, in reality, all that had happened was that an impostor had stolen her brother's body after he died.
I'm nothing more than a fake, but... even if I'm nothing but a fake I'll do my best to be a decent brother. I know that she's not my sister, but... I can't just ignore someone who, even if it's only by technicality, is my sister.
Especially of she's crying.
And so, to try make the poor kid stop the water works. I spoke.
"Yeah. I'm back."