Underground Revolution

Proposal

Clipping the bag shut Ray feels a single tear stain her cheek with its acid as it dripples down, down. Catching it with the back of her right index finger before it drops from her chin, she smooths the iron smelling liquid into her cheek. Smiling softly to herself she closes her eyes letting out a soft sigh and turning for her door seeing someone already standing in it and not someone she wished to see. Blinking away her tears she gives her father the best friendly smile she can muster at the moment only to receive a similar smile back making her stomach turn and she naturally can't help but face her courtyard doors again,

"Sabastian has informed or made a kind of relic gesture that you don't really like being out-doors so why do you wish to travel with the men to the drop off of Dragon Island?"

"It'll give me more time with Daemon and a little less with you" Ray smiles, "Dear father, why are you so eager for me to stay?'

Ray turns on her toes flustering up the courage to face him, her chin now high and tears drying,

Watching her father move past her doorway into the room for the first time she watches as he pauses taking a gasping breath as if a piece of him had internally left him and his eyes narrow to the ground, "I gave you this room hoping you'd like it, in a way of kind of letting you get to know her"

For a moment Ray is silent and unsure how fair it to her and him to stab at this conversation, they haven't really had a personal time since she had gotten to the castle. Not that she really cared too, still he is her biological father. For a moment she thinks as she looks over her shoulder briefly at him seeing he had forms of some kind in one hand sitting at his side as his eyes are still averted. Looking up at him for a moment he is tall and slender like an elongated shadow. All blacked out and then his tanned face, she understands in this world he must be very pretty, but truthfully, he kind of scares her and she hates it when Sabastian dresses similar to him. When his eyes come up sensing her staring, she turns her face back for the door her hands reaching for her black velvet cloak with sleeves and pulls her arms through the sleeves.

Finally, she decides to attach staying on the defensive longer,

"Most fathers would just tell their children stories or give them items from their mothers instead of acting like a physio and locking them in her old chambers"

"You might not believe me now but I am looking out for you and your sisters best interest- for the elven race future"

"I didn't know I was an elf few months ago, I didn't even know of your existence, if you cared about this why didn't you find me sooner?" she asks rather calmly compared to her usual tone with him, everything is becoming a muted and sensible, as her teachers would put it Queenly,

Everything in her heart is pulling to trust and love him the way any daughter would for her father, but her gut is telling her mind- don't, her heart that hurts not too.

For a moment he stares at her with the same admiration she was giving him a moment ago a curious look as he studies the situation, studies her and how much she resembles her mother.

"You were safer at Morte's and I knew he'd take care of you" he says softly, "I'm not going to get into details about this with you now, but please stop taking this out of Sabastian he was only trying to help you when he suggested Daemon going"

"I know that" Ray says, "It's cruel and wrong that even though I reject the mate bond he'll forever do what's right by me, wish there was a way to let him experience what I am"

"Marry him" her days says cooly,

"So why am I here now?"

Looking over her shoulder at her father as she stares him with a glow in her eyes that she doesn't realize is there and his glow back at her mildly for a moment as he smirks, she watches his eyes go to her neck and narrow a moment -