Jimmy Willian's Magical Adventure

8

‘’We need to talk,’’ Wilmaire said, entering Jimmy’s room without him telling her she could.

But really, Jimmy didn’t want to interact with anyone after his bird just delivered that horrifying message a few moments ago.

‘’You need to forfeit this room and that table. They rightfully belong to me; I am royalty and the crown Princess.’’

“Who was the boy sitting with you?’’ Jimmy foolishly asked.

‘’My cousin, his father died some years ago and he is third in line for the crown. My younger sister is second in line, but none of that is important.’’

Wilmaire was oddly eager to attend Hapsarts, in fact, she thought about it more than anything else in this world. She wanted people to bow down to her, to have the best but now reality hit, and she saw that she was second rated.

Not even her parents would intervene because they were afraid of backlash, now she thought it was up to her to get Jimmy to hand over his room and seat at the table to her.

Suddenly, there was a loud alarm and Jimmy cov