Chapter 8

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Flame

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 On the way home it had started to rain, so by the time I arrived home I was drenched and shivering. Yet it didn't matter a single bit because I still don't know what to do with the angel. Wait no! I mean brat. I dragged my feet through the maze of corridors. I stepped into the main hall with my head down. I didn't want to see the ice statues of my father's enemy again. But then a soft crying sound entered my ears. It was as if an angel was in pain. I raised my head to see who it was. To my dismay I saw my sister comforting the leader of the Rebellion, IceFlame. IceFlame was on her knees in front of the ice statues sobbing. Why on earth was she talking to the rebel in the first place? I approached them from behind.                        

 "What's going on?"They turned to face me with tired faces.                    

 "Can't you leave this until tomorrow tonight isn't the best time Flame."

 "No, I need to deal with this now, Star."

 It was true, I needed to get this done and over with. The faster I do it, the happier dad will be.

 "It's fine Star, I will go with him."

 Good, she wasn't fighting back. In fact, she looks resigned, as if she has given up.

 "But Ice."

 Why on earth was my sister protesting? Why did she even know the beauty, I meant rebel's name?

 "I said it was fine. I will be fine."

 Then she nodded her head at me and gestured for me to start walking.