Blackfeather Woods the gods have no mercy, that is why they are gods

@Vuk <3

She did not hesitate to make her title known. Damien's absence did not weigh on her mind in the slightest, he was more useful missing than he was strutting about the dark woods like every day was his birthday. Truthfully, she wouldn't miss him. It was one less problem to concern herself with marrying off her only daughter to him, never mind having to constantly fight in order to maintain her integrity in his presence. The boy king had and would always been unwanted and unneeded, all that he had ever had to offer was one-uped by her each time. Damien had simply been a figurehead, and with little grace did that role fall. Not even the birth of her own children had given her so much satisfaction. 

However, it was in her mind to follow up on a decision she had made concerning a particularly curious mother and her family; a spectacle unlike she had seen before. There was such a weakness within the woman she had met begging at the borders nights before that utterly baffled the dark woman while hooking her interest far beyond the borderlines of sheer intrigue. Perhaps it was the idea of a weapon so grand it would put all efforts of leaders before her to shame, or perhaps, it was simply the woman had found the use of a feeble play thing within the woman named Vuk. Either way, plans had been laid out for the mother, the father and the child known as Seff. Desperation was a dangerous thing to let free in the face of the former Silencer, for with desperation came futility, and with futility came a scapegoat to the brain-washing process of a higher purpose. The dark woman called upon the female, Vuk.