Chapter 74 The Heartbroken Prince

Aero
“We agreed there would be no girls here,” my twelve-year-old self cried out in disappointment when I saw my long-time friends Adamar and Adaen approach me with a tiny creature in tow. A pipsqueak. So easy to crush, so frail-looking. Wearing a white ankle-length dress and sporting a short hair, she hid behind the twins who obviously towered her.
My fae friends and I decided we wouldn’t admit a girl into our circle, much less into our hangout spot, but look at them now. They had broken their promise and I was left complaining about it.