Isabella Lennox

The young girl had never had many complaints about her life, as it was as perfect as possible in the times she lived in. She had a mother and a father who loved her, a little sister who annoyed her and a fiancé that was chosen for her. She didn't love the man, but she cared for him greatly, which was more than she could have asked of a forced marriage. He taught her how to survive and she taught him how to live. Everything was good and nothing seemed to be able to stop the wedding that was about to happen, until she was found by a vampire.

Her easy life was over as soon as she was dragged into the life of a vampire. When trying to visit her family, they attacked her for what she was and she ended up killing them all, an action she will regret for the rest of her eternal life. In this moment of weakness, she grew more attached to Rosalie than her sire, Edmund. She grew to trust the woman, finding no issue with her ways. She killed and didn't feel the slightest guilt when she ended another life, losing count of how many bodies she had dropped. It didn't matter. They didn't matter.

Edmund left the coven without a word to her. Rosalie convinced her that the man was weak, that she would be better off without him. And she believed it. She functioned as Rosalie's right hand for quite some time, believing the two of them shared a bond like no other. Perhaps, even developing feelings for the woman as time progressed.

It was only when times got rough, that she realised that the woman was ready to drop her without a second thought. Knowing that she would forgive the beautiful redhead as soon as she would look into her eyes again, she left the coven without a word. She traveled far and wide, only to eventually, after decades of going from city to city, end up in Seere.



"And one day," she promised, "there will be a full history."

Probably not.

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