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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟼: 𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜?

Years have passed since Camilla's departure. Whenever one was to broach the subject of Camilla, Alcina grew more bitter than she had been previous to the subject. Throughout the beginning of Camilla's leaving Alcina would receive plentiful amounts of letters, but as the years went on. Letters began to lessen to the point where there weren't any.

Alcina kept the letters close to her heart. She came to notice though. As she read the last few letters written. They seemed more rigid, robotic even. She had even seen a few stains on the paper. Oh, how she yearned to hear her little warrior's voice. On occasions, Alcina would send a note with a gift congratulating her with a 'Happy Birthday!'. The last letter she had gotten worried her, at the time Camilla was seventeen. It seemed broken, she wrote as if she were all alone, abandoned. Her first words in the letter are, 'I hope you receive this.' and ending with 'I will forever love you... I know this may be selfish of me... but... remember me.' Alcina continued to wait for more letters from her child. To no avail, as time passed she began to grow back to her old bitter ways.

Her other daughters began to see the change in her. Cassandra began to enjoy it, that was until she had grown colder towards her and her sisters. Alcina blamed herself more than her daughter, if only she had been more disciplinary with her children... No, her little warrior wouldn't have wanted that. She isolated herself and at times they could hear her weep for her little one, rumors spread around the castle, one of which made them out to be monsters saying that she was killed by their hands, it went to the point where Alcina couldn't take anymore. One day, she came out of her room and made an announcement, a rule more like. 'Never mention the fourth daughter of house Dimitrescu, if I were to catch wind of this I will have your heads!' With that, the youngest wasn't mentioned. The maids began to forget the fourth, Alcina, her daughters, and the other houses on the other hand could never forget the mortal that entered their lives.

Now it is currently the year 2021, snow still graces the grounds of the village. It was the end of January going into February. The four houses were currently in a meeting. Mother Miranda and the Lords began planning for the arrival of Ethan Winters. Mother Miranda ordered Heisenberg to kill off the villagers, and the other three to do the same to their maids and test subjects. But there was one subject to approach, one that none of them had been anticipating.

"Camilla will be arriving soon herself. Be prepared to greet her. She has had rough travels..." Alcina felt her breathing stop. All were quiet. Miranda looked to Alcina as if waiting for retaliation. That was until a question left her lips instead, "When?..."

"Around the time of Ethan Winters arrival. Heisenberg, be sure to have cameras set. Let us see how much the little one has grown."

"What do you mean, has grown? You said "greet her", not attack her." Alcina clenched her fists, shaking with frustration.

"If she proves herself then there will be no problem." All four lords were close to the child. Not one wished to inflict harm upon her, even to this day. The one closest to her other than her mother was Heisenberg. He was a father to Camilla. Though he and Alcina never agreed, they came to a truce. Neither of them could hate each other knowing that Camilla would be disappointed. Heisenberg wished to communicate with Alcina about Camilla but she simply wouldn't have it.

"Very well... your wish is my command, Mother Miranda..."

•••••A few days later•••••

Crunching snow with one's feet could be heard. A figure walked in the darkness, nearing the village. They discovered some flat land and decided to camp there for the night. With a whistle, a wolfdog quickly arrived: a mix of an Alaskan Malamute and Timber Wolf. Slowly but surely, the figure started a campfire.