The Lords Girl (Aphmau fanfic)

Goodbyes and hellos

Levin tells me many stories about his mother. How she was a noble and strong women. How she ruled Phoenix Drop. Apparently she was the first and only kind Lord he knows. That would be nice seeing as many Lords I've met aren't really kind. Some even kicked me out of there villages. Well thats what I get for being homeless and useless.

Okay I might as well explain myself. My name is Alexa and I'm now sixteen. I have blue eyes and brown, long hair. I used to live in a small village a few hundred miles away from Phoenix Drop. When I was six my dad tough me how to defend myself and mum tough me to cook and make clothes. When I turned ten our village got invaded and I lost everyone. Mum, dad, my little brother even my best and only friend. The only thing that lived was a wolf cub which I raised and named Amix. After that I didn't know what to do. No parents, no home and no food. I grabbed a sword I found and started to walk. Where? Anywhere but everywhere I went I was kicked out, not cause I was a kid, it was cause they didn't allow wolves in the villages and I refused to leave Amix alone.

I travelled for three years. On my thirteenth birthday I found Phoenix Drop. A village in ruens. I thought there might be some food left behind or something so I looked around. That's when Dante found me. He raised his sword and we fought. When he finally noticed I was just a kid he lowered his weapon and took me to his 'base' you could say allowing Amix to come in. He introduced me to two boys ruffly my age maybe a little older. Levin and Malachi. I found out Levin was my age and Malachi way seventeen. We got along great! They even offered us to stay!

Seeing as I didn't have a house Levin, Malachi and there 'nanny' Zoe allowed me to stay at there home. They had a spare room and Malachi even decorated it for me with the little stuff he had. Then, came the nightmares. Every night I would dream about this 'head priest' named Zane? I told Levin seeing as hes the one I trusted the most. He would sit in my room and tell me gently stories about his past. At that moment he started to talk about how he lost his mom. I envied him. Not cause he lost someone but he never forgot her. I hardly remember my parents but he doesn't dare to forget her........ I felt sorry yet happy for him. I made a promise to myself that I'll protect him and his friends with my life so he doesn't have to loose anyone again and me I have nothing to loose.........