𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕(𝙰𝙲𝙾𝚃𝙰𝚁)

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔫𝔢

Important Information: I'm adding another OC, Astraea, into this story. Her whole story is called Dark Paradise, also on my account. If you don't want to read it, it's not a big deal. It takes place after this, and Evelina is in it, as well.

Her name pronunciation:
Evelina: (Ev-uh-leen-uh)
Eve: (Eve)
Eva: (Eve-uh)
Evie: (Eve-ie)

‧‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

age: 7

     Evelina Lily Estrella had to tuck her wings in as she strolled through the library, just so she didn't knock books off of the shelves. 

"You're so lucky to have wings," Mor pouted, a fake tiara on her head to match Evelina's. "I wish I did."

"No, you don't," Evelina denied, rolling her violet eyes as she tucked her little wings in tighter. "You're a female. They'd just get clipped."

"Will yours be clipped?" her cousin wondered, tossing a book on the floor when she was done leafing through it.

"Daddy says he won't let them clip my wings," Evelina boasted, holding her head high. "He'll save my wings just like he saved Mother's."

     The disappointed pout on her lips made Evelina feel bad for discouraging her. They were both adorning large, fancy dresses that were supposed to only be for special occasions, such as balls.

     Morrigan's golden hair had been curled by Evelina's mother that morning, and her own dark locks had been braided.

     They had gotten into her mother's cosmetics, and now their eyelids were covered in sparkles, their lips smeared with messy, red lipstick. The mascara on their lashes had been smudged, but neither of them cared.

     Evelina felt a talon at the edge of her mind, and she rolled her eyes before letting it in. She and her brother shared the skills of the Daemeti, which only ever got them into trouble.

Meet me at the top of the stairs.

     The sound of her brother's voice echoed in her mind, sparking a surge of excitement. With a radiant smile, she seized Mor's hand and joyfully dragged her up the stairs.

     She reveled in the thrill of disrupting the stillness that wrapped around quiet spaces. The library's hush was an irresistible challenge; the only whispers came from the flutter of turning pages.

     As they ascended to the top floor, her brother's violet gaze caught hers from across the library. A playful grin spread across her face, and she dashed toward him.

     However, in her haste, she slipped on a mess of oil on the shiny floors, and both she and Morrigan tumbled to the ground. Rhys' laughter swelled in the air as he approached them.

     Struggling to regain their composure, Morrigan and Evelina clung to the railing for balance. A quick glance revealed a scholar who had also fallen victim to the slippery floor, landing with a thud.

     Evelina pressed her lips together, fighting back a burst of laughter at the unexpected commotion they had caused.

"What did you do?" Morrigan giggled.

     With a mere flick of his fingers, the spiral path before them shimmered to life, bathed in a sheen of glowing oil. It seemed that a shared strategy had formed simultaneously in their minds.

     Linking hands, Mor, Rhys, and Evelina approached the brink of the glistening path. Rhys gently seated Morrigan and Evelna before propelling us forward, leaping in right behind.