Your name is Lysia. Your Matthias's little Sister. You are his little crow, his favourite crow. He had always favored you above everyone else. But now, this weighed on you, because Kaz had many expectations. He put more and more pressure on you, not realising He was hurting you. This evening, you stood in his office, dressed in typical black, his colour. "Why don't you come here, little Crow?", Kaz said, patting his lap.