Being the child of the Guild’s Master Architect had some of its perks, but it seemed to have a lot of cons as well. You never truly had any real friends because of it. All they cared about was the fact that you lived wealthy and comfortably, and the fact that you knew this made you feel lonely.

It was the end of the day as school ended. There your father Poe stood near the gate of the entrance with Karl on his shoulder. He had a gentle smile on his face as he had his hand out, ready to lead his precious child to the limousine that would drive them home. “My dear heart. It’s time to go home.” He said before his smile faded as he noticed something was wrong just by seeing your face. “Is something wrong, dear heart?”