I looked down tears filling my eyes... It was the first time my father and I wore black.
"Would you like to say anything"? A sweet woman asked while motioning me in front of the big group of people. I slowly nodded while walking up to look over the big group of wizards, witches, elves, giants, and even muggles. I quickly wiped my tears.
"We are all feeling the same pain... Deep within ourselves... And when I look over at you all... It just reminds me of how wonderful my mother was... And that if this many people showed up for her... She must have been one special woman". I laughed lightly while wiping my tears while cameras flashed. My father slowly walked up behind me. I slowly stepped aside.
"My love... My soulmate... She was a strong... Kind... Woman... And that's what we've raised our daughter to be... If she was here she would have told you all to not cry for her... But stay strong through these dark times... The times where I believe is another war... Another battle between good and evil... And we're ready... We're ready-". He paused while looking over at the reporters in the back.
"Were ready Voldemort... The Wyllts weren't a part of the first war but this time... This time we will be a part of this one... And we will be strong... Unified"! My father spoke out leading the crowd to clap. I heavily clapped while looking over at everyone.
"Thank you... Thank you for showing your loyalty to the Wyllts"! My father spoke out while looking over at the crowd.
"Thank you". I spoke softly. I and my father stepped away and watched the witches dressed in all black step forward pointing their wands around my mother's tomb appearing flowers upon flowers. I watched to see a massive garden form in front of our eyes earning more flashes from cameras.
"We are escorting the Wyllts off the property now". I heard one of our bodyguards speak softly while holding his wand to his throat sending the message to other security guards. We watched everyone slowly rise from their seats and walk off dropping white roses. I held onto my father's arm while walking into the Wyllt castle while looking around.
"Get some rest darling... Please get rest". My father whispered leading me to slowly nod. I walked up into my room to see Ophil crying in my closet while folding my clothes.
"Ophil! I told you not to work". I whispered while walking up to her seeing her tears fall.
"It's the only thing that helps Ophil". She whispered. I gently grabbed her hand walking her over to my bed.
"Ophil let's just talk to each other... About anything you like". I whispered with a faint smile.
"Gardening"? She whispered.
"Sure let's talk about gardening". I whispered while quickly wiping my tears.
||Time Skip||
I pulled the arrow back shooting it having the arrow hit the target perfectly.
"Again"! My father yelled. I nodded quickly while pulling out another arrow and pulling it back across my bow shooting it perfectly hitting the target again.
"Good! Again"! My father yelled. I pulled out another arrow aligning it against the bow then letting go sending it perfectly into another target.
"Next"! My father yelled. I quickly pulled out daggers from my leg straps throwing them at the tree target having them perfectly hit it.
"Next"! My father yelled. I ran towards the trees pulling out the daggers and slashing the targets perfectly.
"Good! Next"! My father yelled. I grabbed my wand from the ground and quickly pointed it at the metal dummies.
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Fanfiction||BTW I HAVE CHANGED MY USER NAME THE COVER OF THE BOOK WAS MADE BACK IN DECEMBER OF 2022|| Y/n Wyllt was born into what Wizards and Witches call today the royal blood of Myrddin Wyllt or more commonly known as. The bloodline of Merlin... More detai...
