290 AC - The Year before the conclusion of the Chrysant War.
Little Ernesta sat perched on the window’s ledge, her curly haired big brother was stationed behind her. Bundling her golden locks into a small bun. The door creaked at the entry of their beloved rosy-cheeked Nanny.
“ Oh Lewenhart...
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