Without an Invitation

[Valcan Drage]

Remaining silent had helped Valcan to keep his rage in check. He listened to the exchange between his granddaughter and colleague, observing the latter. While the threat hovered over their heads, the other wizard could call the bluff. He had seen the man in action; that Asparuh was relaxed, inviting the kill. This Asparuh was tense, demanding. If he had real intent to harm, he never dawdled with someone at wandpoint. Still, Estrella didn't know that.

Valcan's hard features were relatively blank as he approached the two. "I don't believe there will be any need for such drastic measures," he stated bluntly, void of a smile as he turned on his granddaughter with a hard gaze. "Will there?" He took his granddaughter's left hand in his, observing the rings adorning that infamous finger. Vein of love... What a pile of dragon dung. "You have taken your vows, sworn yourself to another. Please do not tell me you will disrespect the wishes of your new family."

 

[Estrella Drage]

While Estrella's first instinct was to tell Asparuh where he could shove that wand of his, she kept her mouth shut. She recoiled as he pointed it at her face. Her expression paled, her hands wandered back to her abdomen. The thought of a Cruciatus Curse made her cringe. She glanced at her grandfather. Would he really allow something like that to happen? Clenching her teeth, she remained in her seat, deciding that not responding would be the best course of action.

She glared at her grandfather as he took her hand. Keeping that same glare as she looked up to Asparuh, she responded bluntly, "I would like to go home now." The young woman had a good deal to think about, and she would rather not be around the two old men longer than was necessary.

 

[Asparuh Zhefarovich III]

Asparuh calmly put his wand back into his robes, and he mentally summoned a house elf with enough magic power to take Estrella back to her home. Asparuh turned to Valcan and said, "Only if you decide. She is your blood." Asparuh stared down at the young woman, his threat seemed true. Jaken was nothing more to him than someone on the tree. He glanced at the tree once more, and he murmured, "We will see how this carries out..." It was not often he saw a marriage with two people united at such a young age last too long. It was only a matter of time before they would butt heads and be miserable. It was what marriage was all about.