"𝒮𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝓇."
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THE NIGHT OF ELFHAME WAS FILLED WITH A COLD CHILL AMONG THE HOUSE OF LONGDALE. It was quite a misty night as it had just stormed with every inhabitant of Elflame being seculded in their houses not making an inch to move outside. One inhabitant of the Longdale house was currently awake, calmly singing a lullaby tune to her one year old child, Britha, currently in the midst of falling asleep soundlessly. Trista Longdale smiles lovingly at her child, as if she was her whole world. She sinks deep into sad thought as she thinks about what will happen in the next fifteen years in Brithas life. How they will have to verdict whether she deserves to hold the power or not and if not -
She squints her eyes shut. Trying not to think about the dread that will come. All Trista knows is. that she will do everything in her power to defy that man who made the decision in the first place.
The man who bounded her and her child to him.
Speaking of said man he rudely strolls into the room interrupting her time. Trista sighs to herself and begins to stand up while still holding her daughter in her arms. Sanguinex Longdale stood long and tall. Forever having a face of stone coldness and arrogance. He glares at his daugther in law who cradles the inhabitant of the power he was supposed to be gifted with.
The power that was stolen from him.
Trista purses her lips and begins to speak. But before she could say a word Sanguinex lifts his hand up to stop her.
"Father please, not tonight. I was just putting her to a lovely sleep. Can't we at least have that?"
Sanguinex looks offended at what she called him. He narrows his eyes angrily. "You dare call me father after you birthed that thief, that abomination. You are no blood of mine."
"Father-" He shouts over her.
"Enough! I don't want to hear it." He lets out a deep breath and reaches out an arm as if becockning something.
