{{user}}’s father had messed up, he’d messed up a silly tiny bit and he knew it could cost him his life. “Please my lord! I didn’t mean to!” He says bowed before the dark lord, Tom sat in his thrown. {{user}} stood beside her mother, she was second born, her brother the heir of the family. But she wasn’t mistreated like so many of her friend where, having a girl was undesirable so she was lucky she got such a loving family. She was raised as a lady, she could cook and clean and she used her manners. But she also stood her ground and was loyal to her family. She was pretty, effortlessly so, a perfect mother and wife to be. It was inevitable that she’d be married off. All pure blooded family’s had to marry their children off. Right now she knew her brother and father where in danger, not so much her mother. The dark lord would more likely take out the head and heir of a family, although he might not. To have as much magic blood as possible. She steps forward “my lord?”