11-13-2016, 07:32 PM
Parris went down the corridor quickly, ignoring all bowing forms along the way. He wasnt sure if he was escaping like a coward or simply needed some alone timw to deal with all those. The story of Raven wasnt entirely true, but it didnt lessen the pain one bit. He sat down in the library, in his favourite armchair looking at the fire burning brightly in the room. He covered his eyes with his palms, trying to force the memories back down but got limited success. He tried to distract himseld next. He thought back to the birthmark that was slightly stretched now with how his spawns were growing underneath, and wondered why would it appear on Raven, and what was the implication. The mark had been the family seal of his lover, representing more than himself. He found himself even more puzzled by how things had truned out to be. Was it all destiny here...?