Pfffft! That was you?

huh-

You look like a girl in this!

Wha- Where did you even get that?!

Oh my God, these clothes! I amso sorry-

Give it back!

What were you, the prince orthe court jester?

Very entertaining, Felida, I'm glad you're enjoying yourself at my expense. Now hand over the picture.

No no wait, I'm not done-

Yes you are. Give me-

Just be glad they didn't make you wear the same pants as your brother!

Ugh. At least that we can agree on.

And what in the world is up with your mother's dress? It looks straight out of the late 3000s!

That's an- You know what, it might just be, actually.

Wait, you serious?

Im afraid, so. Mother's always had a hard time letting go of old junk.

If I'm being honest, I have a hard time deciding which one in your family had the worst hairdo.

Oh come on, that's a simple one. That one easily goes to my brother.

You're a close second, though.

Debatable.

Honestly, your father is probably the best looking one out of all of you.

Excuse me?

You do look a lot like him.

I am well aware that you just made an attempt at complimenting my undeniably stunning appearance but I choose to be offended by that comparison non the less .

Aww Luce, quit talking like that.

That is not my name, young lady.

Very well then, Luciel Exzelsius Tay, First of His Name, firstborn son of Kar-

HEY! Where'd-?

Calm down! Your names are written on the back of the card.

Alright, alright. I see I need to take better care of my stuff from now on. Let's go back to whatever you called me before and forget you ever read any of that.

Does that mean-

Absolutely not.

Ugh, fine.

Out of genuine curiosity, where did you find that picture?

In one of your books. I thought you used it as a bookmark so-

Did you go through my books?

You left it out this morning. But as I said-

Which one?

Something about magic, I think. Relax, I put one of your drawings where the card was so you'd find the page again.

Which one? Do you remember anything written in it?

I don't know how many magic books you have, Luciel. Lots of complicated sounding science-y stuff. Like energy and capacity and objectivity or something.

...

What?

That's... remarkable!

Huh?

You can read the Historical Records of Ancient Magic.

Uh, yeah. That's what it was called, I think. You've seen me read books before, right? You know I can read, right?

No, no, you don't understand. The real Historical Records. Not the- oh God how to explain-

Okay, now you're confusing me. More than usual.

That's- of course, that's to be expected. It's just so surprising- To think... Are you sure that's what you read? There could be other factors- I thought I was the only one! My, that changes things-

Are you okay? It's not like you to ramble like that.

I'm- never mind. Could you give me a second? I need to get something. Wait here.