Scarlett's life has never been normal compared to others. She lost her parents early.
She was raised by the family elves in the manor before her godfathers joined her. She knew from an early age that the Wizard Word see her as their savior, but she...
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~ Some time later ~
• Scarlett POV °
When we finished eating and went to the to the living room. I ate the cakes I baked yesterday for us. I saw her looking at them.
I saw that she had questions but she wasn't sure if she could ask them. She reminds me a bit of Neville and I knew I had to be careful how I talked to her.
" You can take some " I said, taking myself
" Good? " I asked
" Very good " she said
" I know you have questions for me, Charlie, and I'll try to answer them as best I can. However you have to be patient and give me time to answer you " I said.
" How long have you been here? " she asked
" It will be almost 3 years, two years and 8 months exactly " I replied
" Why " she started but I could see that she was unsure
" Why are you only hearing about me now if I am so strong? " I asked and she nodded and continued
" I don't like having attention on me. I prefer to stay away from people who only want favors and deals from me and are only nice because they know how strong I am. I had this situation when I was alive so I decided to keep a low profile here " I said
" Carmilla, Odette and Clara are the only ones who know about me and how strong I am because they found me when I came here. I felt that I could trust them, so I told them everything important about me. They helped me get used to life in Hell and control my powers " I continued before giving her a moment to think
" When I started creating potions and other items, Carmilla became my main and only salesperson. It provided me with the anonymity and peace I always wanted. She takes orders and negotiates prices for more bigger orders " I said
" How did you die? " she asked
" It's more complicated. I would have to get an oath from you not to tell anyone about it. Even your parents " I said seriously
" Is it so serious? How would it work? " she asked
" That would help me greatly danger. The oath wouldn't do you any harm, but it stopped you from saying and writing what I would have told you. No one could even deny you the thought of it," I said firmly
" I agree " she said, taking on a more demonic form, sticking out her hand.
I knew the same thing was happening to me and my magic enveloped our hands when they touched each other
" Sit comfortably princess, because this might take a while " I said
I told her who I really was and how I got here. I told her about my family and my position in my world. I told her both the war and the truth about it.
