Marks POV.

My sister and I left the train, but for some reason, people were looking at me... And Lizzie was laughing? I turned to my sister:

"Lizzie, what's so funny? You know I love a good joke as well as the next person."

"Your face!" She burst out laughing like a shaken soda can holding out a small mirror for me to see myself in.

I had several hearts of different shades and was one of them... A unicorn? What the hell happened?! Wait the marker pens Lizzie brought...
I'm going to kill her!

"Lizzie! When I get my hands on you you'll meet Lord Samael himself in the afterlife!" I chased my 'beloved' sister around the train stations and it would've continued if not for the strict order of a mature female voice:

"Children that's enough! Mark Silvereigns be nice to your younger sister. Lizzie Silvereigns respect your elder brother."

We turned and saw a brown-haired woman with strict green eyes and a warm smile.

"You are Historia Timebrook?" I asked looking at the woman.

"Yes follow me, we have a long walk back to the cottage." She replied taking us both by the hand as if we were little children, though to her I guess we are... After all, I am fourteen and Liz thirteen, so to her, we are...
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"Welcome to Seder village, it's cold up here all year long so I hope you packed warm clothes," Historia welcomed us.

"Cool! I love winter!" Lizzie was excited.

"Yeah... But all year it's freezing?!" I asked in disbelief, wow...

"Not all year but most of it... And it's fairly cool if not cold." Historia sighed before she stopped walking.

"We are here. Welcome to Nephil house."