Blackfeather Woods I came here to run it

Despite her having been promised to Damien (without her knowledge, might I add), not many knew her. She spent her days mostly with her brothers - fucking shit up without a second thought. She in particular kind of liked... "playing" around, as the man in front of her must have understood by now. It was terribly exciting to know that this man, despite his intelligent way of talking, probably had no idea of who she was.

The prince of madness, he called himself, though he looked perfectly sane to Astrid. Then again, the usual in Blackfeather Woods was not very normal for the outside world. Did he know much of the place behind the borders? Just as she was about to say that "the prince of madness was no real name", he gave the word people called him. It was a foreign sound, and she wondered if it stood for anything particular; like her own middle name.

Astrid - or Nyx, whatever is to your liking. She nodded, acting as if her name was not something to be simply worshipped. "yeah, I'm named after the goddess of the night, no big deal."