- Messages
- 1,650
- OOC First Name
- Kaitlyn
- Blood Status
- Pure Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Ebony 17" Core of Crow's Feathers and Poplar 16 1/2" Core of Basilisk's Fang
- Age
- October 31st, 1949
Asparuh was a little shocked to hear that Tsvetanka was the prime reason why Danielle was always disappearing. If he had known, he would have killed the woman a long time ago. Messing with an ally was never a good option. Asparuh inquired, "Why would you even allow her? It should have never gotten that far, and if you would have notified me, I would have gotten rid of her." Asparuh was being rather sincere, but his voice was not anywhere close to being soft. So, she seemed...off about having someone almost bully her around. Asparuh would not have allowed it, for he was not one to be pushed around, especially now. No one tested his word, and no one ever will. At least if someone does, then he will kill them. And that would be the end of that. No stress or anything for him. However, there was still the issue with raising the children. There were too many, and if he kept gaining families and such like that, then he would need someone to assist in raising them.
Now that Raisa was pregnant, there would not be another woman he could trust to handle both Ivaylo and Asparuh IV. Raisa's temper had flown through the roof, and he could not trust her to even touch either infants, no matter how much Asparuh IV loved to see Raisa get pissed off. Asparuh would need someone else, someone that Asparuh IV would allow to hold. Thing is, would Danielle come with him, to assist in raising such a powerful young before he descended down into the training room for years to come? Asparuh didn't know either. He reached inside of his robes, and pulled out a folded piece of parchment. A will. The owner of the will that was hidden for many years was Asparuh's dear mother, Lady Lydia. The woman had a thing for hiding the most precious things, and here was a will that no one had found except for himself as he was going through some of her old and cursed objects.
Asparuh's black eyes scanned over the parchment, but what was curious was Lady Lydia had her dreams in here as well. Most Zhefarovich women didn't have dreams anymore, but his mother did. Narrowing his eyes, he figured out that his mother hated his late-wife. This time however, Danielle was going to say something, and instead of voicing that he wanted her to finish the sentence, he used legilimency to find out what she was going to say. It was eerie. Asparuh got what he needed, and he said, "You want what my mother wanted." Asparuh stood up out of his chair, and it vanished. Asparuh continued, "You want us to get married. To fix your family's problems, and to get them to shut up." Asparuh thought this was rather stupid, but he didn't voice his opinion. The laws in the Zhefarovich family were broad, but every will of the dead must be carried out. Lady Lydia didn't order it, but it is what she wanted. "I am bound to follow through my mother's words. She wished to see us together. As she is dead now, I am wanting to allow this simple act. Merging our families under one rule - us - would be too prosperous to pass up." Asparuh did not show a single emotion, but his cold words were cutting through the air like flesh. And he was not joking.
Now that Raisa was pregnant, there would not be another woman he could trust to handle both Ivaylo and Asparuh IV. Raisa's temper had flown through the roof, and he could not trust her to even touch either infants, no matter how much Asparuh IV loved to see Raisa get pissed off. Asparuh would need someone else, someone that Asparuh IV would allow to hold. Thing is, would Danielle come with him, to assist in raising such a powerful young before he descended down into the training room for years to come? Asparuh didn't know either. He reached inside of his robes, and pulled out a folded piece of parchment. A will. The owner of the will that was hidden for many years was Asparuh's dear mother, Lady Lydia. The woman had a thing for hiding the most precious things, and here was a will that no one had found except for himself as he was going through some of her old and cursed objects.
Asparuh's black eyes scanned over the parchment, but what was curious was Lady Lydia had her dreams in here as well. Most Zhefarovich women didn't have dreams anymore, but his mother did. Narrowing his eyes, he figured out that his mother hated his late-wife. This time however, Danielle was going to say something, and instead of voicing that he wanted her to finish the sentence, he used legilimency to find out what she was going to say. It was eerie. Asparuh got what he needed, and he said, "You want what my mother wanted." Asparuh stood up out of his chair, and it vanished. Asparuh continued, "You want us to get married. To fix your family's problems, and to get them to shut up." Asparuh thought this was rather stupid, but he didn't voice his opinion. The laws in the Zhefarovich family were broad, but every will of the dead must be carried out. Lady Lydia didn't order it, but it is what she wanted. "I am bound to follow through my mother's words. She wished to see us together. As she is dead now, I am wanting to allow this simple act. Merging our families under one rule - us - would be too prosperous to pass up." Asparuh did not show a single emotion, but his cold words were cutting through the air like flesh. And he was not joking.