Lucy Reborn - 80 Moon Chicken Soup?

Wow. So green! The floor was lush grass, the walls hidden by a trellis with flowering vines, in shades of pink, yellow, and blue. Armchairs sat around a maple round table. How the hell did they grow grass as the floor? Lucy looks up, searching for a skylight. Instead greeted by brass hooks with glowing orbs hanging from them. Lucy reaches out with her mind, her breath slowing as the Light magic within curls around her. So warm.

“Bring a pot of Moon Chicken Soup,” Papa says, snapping Lucy out of her daze. “Papa,” Lucy says, brows furrowing as the waiter left. “I want fried chicken” What do they call it again. “The crisp skin Chicken!” Lucy demands. Papa rubs her head, causing strands to escape from her pins. “Chicken soup is good for your body,” Papa says.

No. I don’t want it. My body is fine! My Fried CHICKEN! Lucy crosses her arms, staring at Papa. “Crisp Skin Chicken” Lucy emphasizes each word. “No soup!”

“Don’t fuss,” Papa says, pressing on her head. Lucy’s cheeks puff out. This isn’t fair! I’ve been tricked! Lucy sighs. “When I’m better. Papa has to bring me a big basket of Crisp skin chicken” Lucy says. He smiles. “Of course, little thing.” Lucy glances at the lush growing walls. I wonder if the orbs act as heat lamps? “Papa, can we go to the Sun Pavilion after we eat?” Lucy asks. I could probably get Papa to buy me books and some pigments. Really want a geography book. or maybe one on animals. What the heck does a Seka look like? “You can’t” Papa’s voice yanks Lucy from her musings. “Can’t what?” Lucy asks, blankly. Papa pinches her cheek. “Only big girls are allowed out in public,” Papa says. Lucy scowls, pushing his hand away. “I’m big. I’m here aren’t I?” Lucy says. “Wait until your Awakening, little thing. Then you can play outside to your heart’s content.” Papa says.

Lucy sighs. This growing up thing is taking way too freaking long. A knock diverts Lucy’s attention. Two waiters carried in a black pot from which a heady scent of pepper, chicken, and hint of lemon.

Selena ladles it into a crystal bowl, holding out to Lucy a wooden spoon. Lucy looks at it for a moment. I accept this offering. Taking the bowl, Lucy ignores the spoon, drinking the noodles, and broth directly from the bowl. “…”

Lucy slams the bowl on the table. “Another bowl,” Lucy says, staring at the pot. I wonder if Papa can hire this chef. He is a prince, after all. “Little thing, when did you get another magic artifact?” Papa asks, staring at her. Lucy blinks tilting her head. “What?”

Selena clears her throat, as she ladles more into Lucy’s bowl. “His Highness is referring to the crystal bowl, Little Mistress. It’s a Rare artifact.” Selena says, “As to answer His Highness, the Rainbow Gathering bowl was given to Little Mistress by Matriarch as her Void Hunger requires her to absorb large amounts of magic.” Selena explains.

He looks at the magic condensing artifact, with a sense of defeat. Liquified magic could be considered a treasure, yet the bowl was filled with soup to feed an unawakened girl, who was likely to awaken weak powers. As always, the Rimes Clan flaunted their wealth and unity silently. Why was the Rimes Clan able to pour such resources into the children without infighting?

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He couldn’t even convince himself that it was due to Lucy being the Matriarch’s great-granddaughter. Even the male bastards were trained with the same resources as the Little Matriarch who was destined to inherit the clan.

All the while his brothers suppressed each other to the point of death for even a fraction of what Magic Clans gave their young.