Isabel Mercer
イザベルの呉服商
For many months, Isabel hadn't heard from Eve, her mother. While she herself had been kept so distracted by other things, such as her life and future with the most anti-social and rarely seen boyfriend, she didn't catch on until now, that her mother may of been in danger. Eventually she was met by a lone dragon, which instructed her to come with it to Deathwings lair, should she want to see her mother again. She would have to do this without telling anyone, or her mothers life would be ended. And so, she had left, the dragon carrying her on it's back to deathwings lair.
It had been days since she left, but here she was, in her mothers most dangerous enemy's home standing before Deathwing and his mate, Anya. What she didn't know was Aliyana was here too, asleep in one of the many rooms. It was only due to Anya that the little child was safer and in much better conditions then Eve, who was currently held in the dungeon below. She had a soft spot for children, at least. The thought did cross her mind though, while Isabel hoped it would be true, she had to ask. "My little sister....Is she...here too? "
"The little girl, yes. She is here. Not to worry, I don't plan to harm her. She is safe.......For now. " When she was someday older, she had plans for the girl, for now Aliyana would be safe. The women of long crimson red hair and black and red wings looked to Isabel, motioning with her hand to a passageway that lead below. "Your mother is down there. " Nor herself or her husband seemed to worried. There was no way she could get to her or help her escape the dungeon so she didn't even need to follow. "Don't try to help her. There is no escape..Not for her....and not for you. " The way out was sealed by the power of Deathwing, which closed the realm off leaving no chances of escaping.
Ignoring those words, Isabel hurried off to the passageway as she rushed down the stairs.This was no small dungeon, it was huge and it would take a moment to find her mother....It was dim, with only the light of torches. Not one cell had even a bed or even stone to sit on, just the cold hard,dirty floor.
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