[Elysia Ashwood's POV]
This is the second in such a short time. He is interfering in our life.
First kidnapping me and Alice, And now this.
Who does he think he is?
Does he think I stay silent?
I stormed through the corridors, my footsteps echoing with each furious stride. The servants quickly stepped out of my way, sensing the storm of anger that surrounded me. How dare he make such a decision without consulting me? Without considering Samael's feelings?
As I approached Lord Ashwood's study, I could feel my anger boiling over. This was not just about an alliance or political maneuvering; this was about my son's happiness and his future. And I would not let anyone dictate that without a fight.
I pushed open the door with a force that made it slam against the wall. Lord Ashwood looked up from his desk, his eyes widening slightly at the sight of me.
"Elysia," he began, but I cut him off with a sharp gesture.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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