Nevaeh has a different view on life then most people her age. Already fairly bitter about everything she finds it had to be happy for anyone especially those with more then she has. Jealousy plays a big part in her life as she feels that life has delt her a crappy set of cards in a high stakes game. Having really nothing left she feels that she is living on borrowed time. With her mother and father both gone from this world she is nothing but an orphan, no siblings, no aunts or uncles, just Drenai who has far more important matters then the orphan daughter of his late friend. 

 

Life as it is she is living the dream, beautiful dresses, servants, and of course a warm bed to call her own. Things are going well but everyone has that one thing they always crave, a place that she can say she belongs. The need to belong is the strongest desire that most people, be they human or not, wish to have even if it is for a fleeting moment. 

 

At the castle life is fine and dandy of couse, people coming and going as they please evey day as it makes for interesting days to say the least. Never a dull moment when it comes to the people she meets day to day, but of course there are always those people that are acceptions to the matter. 

 

In her time at the castle she has met some people that were never seen again but then there are the people who have stuck around to make an impression worth mentioning. In the short time that Nevaeh has been back to the castle she has met Katalina Machivelli, an assassin from Italy, the head of the assassins order in the Deathstalker empire. Under the direct orders of the Emperor Drenai himself. A woman that was shy and deep in her own shell before she met Nevaeh.. But since their meeting it had become apparent there there was more to Kat then meets the eye, and more to their relationship then what could be seen. 

 

Nevaeh had taken it upon herself to figure out why Kat could touch Nevaeh in the times of her most unstable, when electricity danced across her skin like a tesla coil. Why Nevaeh could feel all the woman's emotions, that were getting stronger and stronger with each passing moment they spent with each other. These were all puzzles that she needed to figure out, puzzles that needed to be solved.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It didn't take her long before the memories of her childhood came back, a time when her mother wasn't around and the only person she had was Drenai more then even Sebastian who was always out being the diplomat. Having just barely turned two she remembered her mom saying goodbye and leaving her in court alone. Why? It was beyond her even as Nevaeh read her mothers journals, which held journal entries just as much as spells and potions she had practiced or created. There had been a gap between that day she had said goodbye and the day she had come back. A year later, a long time away from your infant child, now a toddler of three years of age. 

 

This revelation came to her mind as she thought about all the similarities the women shared, as they were near twins save the fact that they were nearly three years apart in age. The pieces were falling into place as it made perfect sense that her mother had gone to Italy and had an affair, which had ended in a child, a child in which she had to abandon with the father so she could go back to her first born, to the place that her presence would be missed, and it would be noticed that she had been gone a long time. Her mother had noted in her entry that she regretted leaving, felt remorse for the hearts she broke there, but she was needed back home. Needed to train her child in the ways of her family.... 

 

Just like Katalina was trained in the ways of her fathers family as an assassin, things were just as perfect as they could be. She missed her mother, and Nevaeh rarely saw her father due to his constantly being sent away on business. 

 

A revelation that brought joy too the two women, who felt they had no one left. All in their family dead and gone, no one to call them family, to hold them close. Now they had each other, half sisters, with so many more years left in them to spend it the best they could. To teach each other things that would help them excell in life. To teach each other how to be themselves, and make the best of life and what they were given. 

 

Given a chance at a new start to say the least. A new beginning with a sibling that can only help them be the best they can be.

 

Nevaeh is currently working on her shadowmancy, a mistress of the shadows, something that would benefit her in many aspects of her day to day life. A pet raven and snow owl make their apperance day to day at random points in her life with messages or simple compainonship when she find she needs it most. Loyalty falls more to the black wolf that often visits her when she wanders the forest, a wild creature much like herself, but he understands her more than anything or anyone. An alpha inside of him recognizes the alpha in her even if there was no wolf within her blood. The strength that radiates from her becons him like a light in the darkness.