Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170331010116/@comment-28358106-20170411000629

She pauses as the words hang for a moment, then returns to her previous demeanor.

"My Father loves me, but he is my Father. My Mother loves me, but she is my mother.  Until this day, Cyndwella was the only one who did not treat me as the child of a Dark Lord, and now, even that is lost to me.  Knowing that this was to happen, I had desired to learn of you, to know you, to speak with your Covenant, to understand what it means for my blood to burn so.  But seeing how you have made it clear to me that my presence displeases you, I shall leave you, and not return.  Unless..."

She turns and takes a few steps, the shadows gathering around her. She pauses and turns, her eyes cold and hollow.

"Cherish well the memories you have of Deidre. Should you displease my Father, I will be here to take them."

The darkness claims her, and she is gone.