"You have to win beautifully. You are my most proud sister. You shouldn't lose to anyone."
In the end, she extended a finger and flicked her sister's forehead, saying that.
"You sound like you mean it, but it's just a dream."
Dorothy murmured softly.
This good sister's antics almost made her believe that the God King was really her sister and the world consciousness was really her mother. But how could that be? Dreams, all dreams, Dorothy, Dorothy, the big shot is just being polite to you. You shouldn't take it seriously.
The homebody witch internally admonished herself, making sure she wouldn't get carried away by such trivial matters.
"What did you just say?"
Hearing her sister's murmur, Denisha raised an eyebrow and raised her voice to ask.
"I said, good sister, you're absolutely right."
Dorothy responded with a business-like smile full of charm.
