upid selection ever ‘gain,

en years I have spent living with them, I have never heard Aunt Lilia argue with my Uncle Georg

, George, not a wo

, you don’t

ere as long as she likes. I don’t care what yer mot

o’. Aunt Lilia appeared in her fluttery pink apron that hug her rather plump body I’ve grown to love ever since I was four, her golden hair that are greying on the tips is the only indication that she has aged. She viciously stared at me daring for me

ed with mirth, as he watch me from across the table. He looks so much like my father and Uncle Cedric when they were young. It’s a pity that my father has died, I would love to see the

re serving another one for my uncle. I close my eyes and than

t so

p some for me. He sprinkled the dried berries over my oats and I ate, giving him a wider smile. A

like to try fo

her oats. She looks at me before glaring at my

to wake the whole castle, so how is it my fault?” Uncle George’s face

being worried. I’ve tested for Arts and Melodium class for my whole life, I haven’t tried for Sagittis. If I tried for the selections and I en

yeh? After all, it’s in y

et go of my hand as she sat down, her eyes misty. She pulls out a fluffy blue handkerchief inside her coa

to shove the last of my oats in my mouth when Uncle George cleared his throat an

u thin

our hearts, always remember that.” I nodded, feeling my lips quivering as I stand up. I was about to go out of the kitchen and get my things when Aunt Lilia stands from her seat

d hang it on my shoulder. I sat down on the floor, trembling with nervousness and excitement.

rvo

ide me and said, “I know you are uncertain but that’s normal. Ov

ig

e?” Uncle George eyed my satch

father would gloat about having been selected as Cupid. Marcus got in alright, very

ection. Barely ten minutes to go before they start, mind yeh!” Uncle George shakes his head before patting m

’s the be

looks at me, sheepishly,

ade with my fa

ith the fields. Off you go now…” He stirred me towards the door on which I reluctantly followed him down the stairs.

cle’s cheek and hug him tight, “Tel

uld I d

ed as Cupid,” And I smile

eeting words made me laugh so hard that it gave me eno