𝗙!𝗢𝗖 𝘅 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗲!𝗪𝗲𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗔𝗱𝗱𝗮𝗺𝘀
The Haydens have lived next door to the Addams family for generations, they were as unique as the family however, the Addams' were reflections of moonlight while the Hayden family were reflections...
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The Hayden Family was an old money bloodline that dated back generations to Nobles and Royals. In the year of 1991, the large Hayden Manor consisted of a small family of six. The Lord of the House was Elijah Hayden, a bulky man with steel blue eyes and short hair that was always styled to perfection. He was mostly seen wearing a grey suit or jeans with a black button-up shirt.
The Lady of the House was Elowen Hayden neé Dagny, a thin woman with a kind smile and long dark hair usually seen pinned back in a bun. She was often seen wearing long flowing dresses or a pencil skirt matched to a blouse. Elijah had met Elowen during his travels alongside his best friend, the now husband and wife had fallen in love upon first glance and were wed within three years of knowing each other.
The eldest of the Hayden children was Jasper Hayden, a nineteen year old with a charismatic smirk often not home but rather spending time with his girlfriend in her college dorm. The youngest of the Hayden children was Phoebe Hayden, a nine year old with a sweet smile that matched her mothers.
The middle child was Cleopatra Hayden, a seventeen year old who spent most of her time hanging out with her best friend and then the rest of it reading. And finally, living with the family was their grandfather, Reginald Hayden who spent his days sleeping in his chair peacefully. The home was a loving place designed with grey monotones and navy blues, the limited colour created a feeling of comfort.
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Elowen Hayden stood in the doorway of her shared room with her husband, Elijah Hayden. She wore a silk navy robe, her hair flowing like a river down her back as her blue eyes focused purely on her sleeping husband. A soft chirp echoed before a dove landed on Elowen's shoulder, the woman reached up to pet the pure white bird. "Isn't he handsome, Raelynn?" Elowen cooed as she admired the love of her life, "The way he sleeps. The peace, the comfort... the beauty." Raelynn chirped in agreement with his Mistress, crooning under her touch. "I would live for him, I would die for him," Elowen stated passionately before smirking, "As Ticia says, either way, what bliss?"
Raelynn flew from her Mistresses shoulder and landed on the hanging bar on the woman's vanity, watching as Elowen walked so elegantly and softly that one would think she had glided towards the bed. Elowen settled onto the bed next to her husband, she reached out and softly brushed her fingers against the side of his face causing the man to smile. Elijah's eyes opened slowly as he looked up at his wife, the softened gaze made the woman's heart race in her chest. "Oh, Mi vida, waking to see you is as good as when you haunt my dreams. To think, I once believed I'd only have you when I slept but now... I have you when I'm awake too," Elijah cooed to his love.
"Oh, Dragul meu, you have me now, forever and eternally," Elowen expressed, the use of Romanian made Elijah shiver in delight as he reached out and grabbed his wife by her hips. Without seconds, Elowen was straddling her husband with her hands cupping the sides of his neck. "Mi vida, Romanian," Elijah cooed softly before smirking when Elowen leaned down to whisper sweet nothings to him; all in Romanian. Elijah cupped her throat and pulled her to kiss him, Raelynn chirped in disapproval before flying out of the room. The door closed behind the bird allowing Elijah and Elowen to share their love, relishing in each other's touch before their days began.
