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Doll nodded over to him then looked up to the huge fence. She sighed and opened the huge doors after unlocking them. She looked up at the house infront of her. She found the balcony with no entrence, it was the only way to the floor where the nobles or house members lived so that no servants could acsess the area. She then pulled the two of them close and wrapped her arms around them. She levitated easily to the balcony and peered into the doors. She had come right on time, they were gathered having a family meeting.

Now don't say a word unless I tell you to. She spoke into both of their minds as she landed on the balcony and throwing open the doors, keeping them close behind her with magic. Everyone in the room froze and stared at her. "Malice." Doll said calmly, looking to the drow sitting on the throne chair at the front of the chamber room. One of the drow females, the second one to Malice's right put her hand on her dreaded six-headed snake whip. She spoke in a forign language. Her voice was cold, harsh and bitter but the language it'self was beautiful, but not the way the drow female used it. Doll snapped back in the same language an that's when the drow took the whip out and lashed it at Doll. In a single blurred move, Doll stood next to the drow with a sword to her neck and the six heads of the whip on the floor. That's when se was aable to remember a few spells. Now they could see everything in infrared but it wasn't what she was seeing herself, it was their own eyes. Then she put in a translator so it seemed as if they were speaking english now. "Now Eilistree, let's not kill my second daughter on your visit shall we?" The Matron mother spoke and stepped down the steep steps.

Doll lowered her sword from the feirce drow, who spat at her afterwards and griped her neck. "Well maybe you should keep more control over your family." Doll said looking over at her. "And don't call me Eilistree." She hissed at Malice.
"I assume these are your servants." Malice motioned to Jade and Lysander.
"They are not my servants!!" Doll hissed. "I don't keep servants like you power thirsty beasts and my unloving mother!" Doll knew she pushed a few buttons and sertanly felt it after the cold hand slapped her face as she looked at the red-hot face of Malice.
"Never insult Lolth you ungrateful demon!" she hissed back.
Doll got back into Lysander's mind. I'm sorry you have to see the way she is. Do not make a move. It's normal in my culture for a mother to be hateful. She looked at him with sad eyes. I will need you soon, just for comfort.

Doll nodded then looked over at her adopted parent. "Where's Zachnafien?" She asked, a bit curios as to where her understanding father went.
"Zachnafien is no more." Was the cold reply that came out of Malice's mouth. "Sacrificed to your mother."
Doll tried to keep herself together when she heard the news. Malice killed him so she wouldn't fall into the displeasure of her mum. "That's all I needed to know. We will be resting here tonight and will depart in the morning." She turned and took Lysander and Jade with her to her old chamber room. When she got there she sat silently on her bed. "I guess you're wondering what all that was about." She whispered, almost as if it was hard to get the words out.

"My adopted father Zachnafein was someone like me. He hated the way of my people but had no where to go." She sighed. "My mother is the goddess of my people. She sent me here to obey and honor her and rule with her. I don't like how she treats her people and how her people treat others because of her. This isn't even my own body but I have to stay in it till my mother excepts me." She laid down on her bed, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Doll sighed. "I sure hope so. My people beleive that they would die and go to the nine hells where my mother lives. I'm just hoping he hasn't gone there. It isn't as great as they think." She siad quietly then looked up into Lysander's eyes. "Thanks." She said wiping away the tears and taking his hand.

"Right." She got off her bed and went to the large cuboard that stored bedding. She pulled out two beds like hers. They were pretty much just big pillows stuffed with soft feathers. She set them on the ground and got out some blankets and started a fire in the un-used fireplace. It was never used because of their sensitive eyes but it wouldn't affect Jade and Lysander. And it would also keep her family out. She put on the sunglasses and made sure the fire kept the room warm as she set the three beds next to it. "It tends to get extreemely cold at night it you're not used to it here." She said, slipping under her sheets.