“Father!" You landed before him, glorious and magnificent wings spreading, "Mother told me of
your plan. I know you seek to serve the king, but their wrath! And if they hold you too long, you
and mother will have to... have to... " You have, in battle, fought bravely against foes twice your
size and slay them with a resolute strength that startled with its fierceness, and made your family
proud for your lack of joy in the bloodletting. "You would have to take a body." This, THIS
horrified you. And August knows that you are Liam to the bone.
"As might your mother, " August hung his head low,"I am sorry, that might be the case. I can
understand if you would want nothing more of ...”
You saw where he was going and strode towards him, "No. Whatever they force you to, I know
you are a good man, a just lord, and the best of fathers." Your hug about him made him smile.
"It was not so long ago you had to fly up to hug me about the neck," He smiled as your hair , red
as your mother’s, flared a bit as you pulled back to gaze into his grey eyes.
"That was forever ago," You protested.
"It was just yesterday" He assured you. "But yes, you are grown. Kneel, daughter."
You was startled, but did so.
"Some things I would pass onto thee. Your older sibling has due recognition, it is your turn," You
drew your blade, and put it against the shoulders, much like her knighting, "I hereby grant thy
inheritance and declare you Baroness of the Aerie of Hopewind. Go, Baroness, and be ready to
walk the commoner way as I know you wish to do. "
"Father, you..."
"You may protest your father, but not your Margrave," He informed you, firmly with a bit of
pleasure at the annoyance in your eyes, "Take up thy duties, Baroness. And know that your
father loves you."
"Tell my father he is a very annoying man, but I shall see him again one day and i shall give him
a long lecture on how I WAS content to be a knight?" Your wings fluttered with irritation even
as your voile shifted to show a higher station.
"He knows," Amusement, “Go, my little sparrow. And take your parents love with you in your
new lives."
Tears began to fill your eyes, and breaking protocol, you hugged your father again.
He returned the hug, "Not exactly your orders, Baroness."
"What ever will you do, Lord?" A bit of a laugh in your voice, "Demote me?" And you took wing,
saluted you, and headed to the Autumn World.