My Cousin...

It had been a few days since Daedalus dealt with Hasien and Ceridwen had finally returned. As she appeared suddenly in front of Daedalus she said "Not a single one. Not a single one of the people in that family where a part of the 'Honourable' faction, they are all a bunch of greedy pigs."

Daedalus could only sigh and listen to what she had to say because he knew that she needed to vent after learning that one of the previously noble families she had come to learn that it had become a breeding ground for strife. This is not even mentioning the rampant crime within their city which they had started just by being greedy and setting ridiculous taxes.

As Ceridwen continued list off horrible act after horrible act Daedalus couldn't help but feel appalled. This had all started within the past twenty years, as elves it's not uncommon for cities to not be visited for a long time not to mention that city which had a long journey to reach from the capital. It is likely that the Torothine family had hired thugs to kill anyone who tried to tell other city lords what was happening, and even if they did manage to escape and tell someone with the Torothine families reputation it would be considered treason and not even mentioned.

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It was only a few hours later that Ceridwen had finished talking with Daedalus. After she left Daedalus couldn't help but think back to that little dragon. Ceridwen had seen its skeleton displayed proudly by the family, after that she had killed them all in anger.

What made Daedalus curious was why she had been so infuriated, did she imagine it as though it where him or something else? Daedalus could only choose to wait for her to calm down as even now she was still dealing with it all quite badly.

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So Daedalus waited. And waited. And eventually she had calmed enough, though only well after a month. When Daedalus finally noticed that she was returning to normal albeit slowly, he finally asked the question that was eating at him for so long "Why is it that you where so distraught over the little dragon?"

Ceridwen could clearly tell by his voice that it was a question that was eating at his mind for the past month. So she spoke "I assume your father hasn't told you then, the idiot. He should know better than to keep such things a secret. I'll be blunt our entire family has a dragon blood that flows through our bodies, at some point or another it melded with two other bloodlines the Fiend God bloodline which I see you are familiar with and the elven bloodline. The elven one gives affinity for nature and a longer lifespan while the other two, well you know how this two work, they give you enormous strength in their respective forms. Personally I don't have the Fiend God bloodline however in contrast to that my dragon bloodline is much stronger."

After speaking for so long she took a second to breath and said sadly "I chose to have a child not long after I came here, it came in the form of a pure white egg. Not long after I had to leave it for a while and when I came back it was gone. Probably the only reason they couldn't open the entire journal is because my baby was newborn and weak at the time."

As Daedalus heard what she said he stumbled for a second and said "My cousin..."

Ceridwen could only nod as she saw how Daedalus reacted, she felt that if he could he would go to the Torothine city he would revive them just to torture them to death as she had.