who taught you that? mother? father? pray tell, brother mine, what makes you better than a muggle? your blood. your money.

take all that away. what do you have?

.... you did what? you, who claimed to care deeply for her, put her away. like some type of animal.

is he mad?

waste of space? why because I refuse to follow your archaic, idiotic traditions?

I may be a waste of space but you, little brother, have always been spineless.

.. thoughtless and frankly, barely worth the breath it takes to address you.

speaking to me, cyggy boy?

do speak up. couldn't hear you over the homophobia.

; things I deserve -- this.

they've got the perfect faces for it.
excuse him as he sends an owl to commission the statue. would she care to join him?

-- you deserve happiness.

Our family upholds standards that are ancient and terrible.

Magic and worth shouldn't be determined by blood.

If this man makes you happy. Truly happy.

Go for it, sweet girl. Be happy."

-- love this man?
If the answer is yes, then that's what should matter."

he offered the girl a small smile, sadness lingering in blue hues.

" I have no doubt that your mother is probably losing her shit. And my brother is no doubt plotting your demise.
But -- and there is a but, --

alphard leaned back within his seat, a mug of tea grasped between his fingers.

he noted the anxious mannerism but opted to not comment on it.

" ah. "

He responded once all had been revealed and she explained the reason for anxious engery.

" Is it not for the best then? You--

they're truly saints.

there should be a statue erected in their honor for all they do for the world.

ㅤㅤㅤ❝𝐴 𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑖𝑠
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑠.❞

⸻ 〔 💀 〕 𝐄𝐌𝐌𝐀 𝐘𝐀𝐗𝐋𝐄𝐘.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ↬ #𝗁𝗉𝗋𝗉 ; oc
ㅤ unruly. venomous snake. fae.
mature themes ; 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾.

honestly, they're doing the world a favor.

People should be thanking them.

-- world offered. love was complicated, and no one chose to love who they loved.

He's denied an invitation to ALL family events. One of the perks of being disowned.

His mother would sooner see him d e a d than invite him anywhere.

" There's another man?
...I assume? Or is it another woman?"
Alphard's voice held no judgment as he'd come to see and accept all the --

𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭. 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫.
&&.*

her mother's always been a bit of a c u n t.
as for her father, he never should have been a father.

Someone else?

What... did he miss?

and that's why she's his favorite niece.

-- talking to a child.

" I disappointed him? I was a child. He was a grown man.

Who believed parenting was taking a cane to your child when they disagreed.

Who pushed down believes that harmed innocent people all because he believed himself better.

He was no father. He was a monster."

And what exactly had she given up? Please enlighten him what he did to cause her such rage.

Seated upon the couch, book closing upon his lap as he observed his mother.

"Do you wish for an apology? I. Did. Not. Ask. To. Be. Here."
He spoke the words slowly, measuring each one carefully as if--

merely here to be hot and more than likely piss of his family just by breathing.

" mother."
the world felt like barbed wire being tied around his vocals.

with a mother like her ; it's a wonder he hadn't turned out worse.

" to what do I owe this no doubt hellish visit? "

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝑜𝓃 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓂𝑒, 𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓃.

☽ 𝓡.𝓙. 𝓛𝓾𝓹𝓲𝓷

𝓰𝓸𝓸𝓭𝓫𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓱𝓾𝓻𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 𝓲𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓭.

- 𝓼𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓾𝓼 𝓫𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴🐾