"So, what do you plan on doing right now?" William inquired. "If they are not hostile, you should do your best to establish some form of communication with them."
Princess Sidonie shook her head. "Although they didn't seem hostile, they still imprisoned my half brothers and sisters, who were born from my father's concubines. The one who is currently sitting on the throne of Freesia is my ten-year-old little brother, Prince Carl."
Hidden behind the veil, a small smile appeared on Princess Sidonie's lips as she thought of her little brother, who would always look for her whenever there was a thunderstorm. Prince Carl was born with an average talent in magic. Even so, that didn't stop Princess Sidonie and her mother, Queen Ophelia, from pampering him.
Princess Sidonie also had an older brother. He was Prince Rainier, twenty-four years old, and the Crown Prince of Freesia. Sadly, he had turned into a crystal statue just like the rest of those that were above the age of twenty.
