The First Sun Summoner | The Darkling *on hold*

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖎𝖛𝖊

"Astra Éowyn!" Her mother yelled. "Come inside, right now."

She could yell a thousand times, but Astra didn't flinch. She laid in between the high grass field. The grass tickled her palms and chin, it brushed her stomach and arms and she tried so hard to stay quiet when her mother was looking everywhere for her.

Her mother, eventually, went back inside and told the Grisha tester that her daughter wasn't home and would contact them when they were. Her mother led the Grisha outside and apologized, yet again.

Astra ran inside, bursting into laughter, knowing she and her mother had planned this exact situation for a whole month. "Good job, Astra. You did well, now go and take a bath." Astra ran upstairs and made herself comfortable in the heat bath that the maid had set ready for her.

After she laid in the steaming water for an hour, and the heat became too much, she jumped out of the bath and wrapped herself in the big towel. The bathroom was almost as warm as the bath itself. She quickly dried herself off and changed into her clothes. She left the bathroom and felt the coldness of the house fall on her like cold steam.

Her hair was wetting her shirt and left a few water drops on the ground. She hopped down the stairs and walked towards the dining room. Before she entered she could hear her parents raising their voice with every word they spoke to each other. She spotted Demis close to the kitchen door and joined him to eavesdrop.

"Would it be so bad if they were tested?" their father spoke strictly. "Yes! What if they would be Grisha, those monsters would ruin our children." The mother said in a much stronger voice. "This isn't about how Grisha would treat them! You are just still fretting about what happened with your sister. Don't let your past intrude our children's lives."

Their father was much calmer and knew he was right, but Astra got her stubbornness from somewhere and so her mother raised her voice once more. "Don't you tell me how to raise my children when you try to control one! Do you want to get rid of them so badly!" Astra and Demis heard their father become nervous, "Not 'them', only-"

Their mother interrupted him by a loud groan of annoyance, "You are 'picking favorites' to a whole new standard!" and she walked out of the room, smashing the door behind her. Fortunately for Astra and Demis, she had taken the other door towards the dining room and not the hall.

They quickly entered the dining room, trying to look unsuspicious, and took place in their usual spots. "How was the bath, love?" She said in one of her more kinder voices.

***

Astra had just got out of the bath, she had changed into one of the velvet robes that hung beside the towels and it fitted perfectly. Her skin was soft again but her scars hadn't disappeared. However, the cut on her lip had healed and so the light scar was almost invisible.

Astra had looked around her new room many times. She had paced around the room after she couldn't sleep. She had jumped on the bed, read one page of every book in her room and she'd had many strange conversations with herself. A week ago she would've called herself crazy, now she was just trying not to go crazy.

She was in general really calm with handling this situation but the real trouble hit last night.

She was laying in her bed again, waiting for something to happen. She hoped it wouldn't end like what happened in the child book she had once read, 'the saint was tangled and stuck in the tower'.

And she was sure the saints had heard her call because then a loud knock was heard from her door. She walked to it and unlocked the door. Waiting outside, there stood a servant in a cream-colored dress. "From Miss Coretha Gadiel, Materialki."