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- October 31st, 1949
Asparuh Gavril Zhefarovich the Third was not very pleased with some of the members of his family. He had been recording some of the missions that he had sent others on. All of them met the deadlines, but there was one member that did not. One of the best members he had in his little coven, and it was Hades Lutrov. Why did he not get his work done when the deadlines were rather reasonable. Asparuh had ran his mind, and there was but one thing on his mind and that was Etoile Lefevre. Asparuh planned this meeting, and he had to be precise with it. He knew that Hades would be out shopping for his two new arrivals, and then the woman would be left home alone. Somehow that woman was staying there and as displeased he was about Hades going after a Lefevre, he could say nothing because the children produced were purebloods. This was something that he should be used to, and that inbreeding will not be tolerated, and that was if and only if the Zhefarovcih blood mingled with itself. Asparuh would not allow that, not while he was still around and it seemed like he would still be around for another hundred years. He would look the same as well, knowing him and his family. Asparuh had paced in front of the tree before he decided that now would be the best time. He would not tell anyone where he was going because in this family, he alone held the highest authority. No one should ask him where he is going, he would share it if needed.Disapparating from the Zhefarovich Manor, and arriving in a pool of black smoke, the Death Eater stood in the corner.
The corner was basked in shadows, and in his eyes he could see what he thought was a dark nursery. He was right behind the door, and he could see Etoile laying one of the new additions to his family rested into the crib. A boy and a girl, and he knew their names already. Asparuh knew the names of everyone on the tree, and those added in. Some were coming and going from the tree, and with the new regulations set in place, no one was free from them. Asparuh could see that this woman was different than the others. Asparuh would have used his Legilimency but he did not unless she seemed to be hiding something. Asparuh used his hand to slowly close the door with a soft click, and with a wave of his hand, the door locked and sealed. There was an anti-apparation spell set that could not be lifted except by him. Asparuh watched her before he stepped out of the shadows and he folded his arms across his chest, almost expecting a reaction but it was hard to tell anything with the back being turned. He would not expect her to kneel to him like every other family member in the family that would otherwise. She was not apart of the family but he had a feeling that she might be one of these days. He thought that it would be best to keep her from his mother. She might be a ghost but she loved the Lefevre women. Asparuh decided to make himself known. His voice was deep, cold, bone-chilling, laced with a heavy Bulgarian accent, "Alas, it is about time we have a chat." Asparuh was not giving someone an option, but there was a lust in his eyes, one that read out blood lust. He had dealt with too much in the past few years, and he was not going to allow some young woman to question him, family or not.
The corner was basked in shadows, and in his eyes he could see what he thought was a dark nursery. He was right behind the door, and he could see Etoile laying one of the new additions to his family rested into the crib. A boy and a girl, and he knew their names already. Asparuh knew the names of everyone on the tree, and those added in. Some were coming and going from the tree, and with the new regulations set in place, no one was free from them. Asparuh could see that this woman was different than the others. Asparuh would have used his Legilimency but he did not unless she seemed to be hiding something. Asparuh used his hand to slowly close the door with a soft click, and with a wave of his hand, the door locked and sealed. There was an anti-apparation spell set that could not be lifted except by him. Asparuh watched her before he stepped out of the shadows and he folded his arms across his chest, almost expecting a reaction but it was hard to tell anything with the back being turned. He would not expect her to kneel to him like every other family member in the family that would otherwise. She was not apart of the family but he had a feeling that she might be one of these days. He thought that it would be best to keep her from his mother. She might be a ghost but she loved the Lefevre women. Asparuh decided to make himself known. His voice was deep, cold, bone-chilling, laced with a heavy Bulgarian accent, "Alas, it is about time we have a chat." Asparuh was not giving someone an option, but there was a lust in his eyes, one that read out blood lust. He had dealt with too much in the past few years, and he was not going to allow some young woman to question him, family or not.