Prelude

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My name is Azura Morningstar, and this is the story of how I almost lost my crown for a man I barely knew. 

It all started the day my father called me into the study to 'speak' with me. "Azura," he said with a firm tone, "You know your mother's side of your family." 

I clear my throat, "Yes, What about her?" 

"Well, I think it's time you follow in her footsteps and go to the same school as her." 

"So you wish for me, your heir, to go to the school that your whore of a dead wife went to?" I asked, cocking my head 

"DON'T YOU DARE SPEAK OF YOUR MOTHER THAT WAY. SOMEONE MURDERED HER, AND YOU SPEAK OF HER IN SUCH A WAY." 

"Didn't you ever wonder where she was at night? I did, so I followed her and saw mom was with your sister. Your darling wife was fucking your sister. Your flesh and blood were sleeping with your wife, but don't worry, Father, the true killer will reveal themselves in time." 

And with that, I left his study to pack. I was ready to be out of that hell hole. That wasn't the first time we argued about my mother. But I'm getting ahead of myself. First, you need to know how they met. It all started when Tom Riddle decided to make a deal with the devil.

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