Chapter 56: THIRD POV.
So she turned around, moving as quietly as a ghost, and swam off.
All these past few days had done nothing more than stress her out more and more.
She was exhausted. Every single plan she had made to protect her place had failed.
No matter what she tried, she couldn't get anyone to hate her sister.
She had tried to remind people of the past, but the villagers were too kind. She had tried to compete, but Persephone was too good.
Rather, they only continued to like her more and more. Even Garin, her oldest friend, seemed to enjoy Persephone's company more than hers now.
It was frustrating for Artria, but what more could she do but simply accept that perhaps Persephone was just that much better than her.
Maybe she really was just the "normal" sister who wasn't meant for great things.
She continued to swim and swim, her tail moving steadily yet from a distance, her figure looked lonely and sad.
