BANG!
"Where is my sister?!"
In the throne room of the royal palace of the Silver Elves, which was made out of pure divine silver, three people stood at the center of the throne room, with one sitting on the throne.
And one, had her silver hair transform into silver lightning as it pointed at the skies in immense fury.
A spear that cackled with not only lightning but wind and fire was in her hand, and her silver eyes was filled with a rage that could drown the sunder the seas apart.
"Sister. Calm down. You just came back from the ruins and you haven't rested."
Olythia, the second Princess of the Royal Family- House Veyl, had a worried expression on her face as she looked at her raging sister, the First Princess.
Syrelle, the First Princess, and the next in line to the throne, looked at Olythia with a deep frown.
"I should calm down? I should calm down? How can you be so calm, sister? Ecles was kidnapped! And you're all here, doing what? Nothing?!"
