Irene oversaw your birth, assisting your mother in the process. You two were siblings after all..

Looking down at you in your mother’s arms. There you were, her sibling. She leaned in and whispered to you.

“ Hello little one- I am Irene, your sister. I- “

Her breath and words caught in her throat as she sensed it from you. Power. A dark one.

She immediately stood up and looked at you, then to your mother.

“ I have.. I have to go. Mother. “