- 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 sent an invite to Alphonse to the Zhefarovich Manor, and lifted the charm off so people can floo in momentarily. He stood in the room that contained the fireplace, and the original family tree. His hand went over Arnost's picture, and down to the newest addition. Vixen Antonia Zhefarovich-Dolohov was born just days ago. Asparuh turned his back on the tree, and instead left the room. He walked down the eerie hallway and opened the door to the right, and inside rested a bricked room with a large table in the middle the color of coal. Candles lit at his presence, and he rested his eyes upon Anya who like many haunted the Manor. A fireplace was in here as well, where Alphonse would be arriving. Asparuh did not approve of many entering this home. It was ancient and had a lot of history to it.
Asparuh's arms folded over his chest, as they were going to have to discuss something that was decided years ago, yet was interrupted thanks to Anya's ignorant decision of handing off the only Parselmouth to a woman Asparuh hated. The Parselmouth's fate rested in Asparuh's hands, as well as her future. That woman, the Devearuz woman put the girl's life through hell, and Asparuh knew that it would happen, thus killing Anya for her stupid, pathetic reason. The Parselmouth was not Asparuh's granddaughter, but niece. Arnost's first daughter. When she will discover this, it was more or less Arnost's decision. Because of the whole confusion, the plans were held in secret. Asparuh started to grow impatient, and he wanted to get this over with. Aleyha was in the room with the family portraits, along with Alphonse's son. Just across the hall. Both doors were closed so both groups would have supreme privacy.
Asparuh's arms folded over his chest, as they were going to have to discuss something that was decided years ago, yet was interrupted thanks to Anya's ignorant decision of handing off the only Parselmouth to a woman Asparuh hated. The Parselmouth's fate rested in Asparuh's hands, as well as her future. That woman, the Devearuz woman put the girl's life through hell, and Asparuh knew that it would happen, thus killing Anya for her stupid, pathetic reason. The Parselmouth was not Asparuh's granddaughter, but niece. Arnost's first daughter. When she will discover this, it was more or less Arnost's decision. Because of the whole confusion, the plans were held in secret. Asparuh started to grow impatient, and he wanted to get this over with. Aleyha was in the room with the family portraits, along with Alphonse's son. Just across the hall. Both doors were closed so both groups would have supreme privacy.