The Seer

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Octavia Vail
Today is one of the days I dread most. My birthday. The day my parents killed themselves and the king and queen of werewolves.

Some people praised them for doing so, others, not so much. I never got to meet my mother, don't even know what she looks like.

Living in the castle was sometimes awkward. Being a seer and related to the very person who killed the kings parents.

My job is to help see into the future, help the kings armies. I'm being held here against my will. I always have a guard and I sleep in a cell of sorts.

I'm lonely, I have no friends, no family, I'm just alone. Some with my thoughts, nightmares, and my visions. I have yet to meet this king. It is beyond me how we haven't crossed paths already once.

I understand whinge would avoid me though. My parents killed his. He is not someone I want to be around anyways. He is cold, ruthless, has no love in his heart because it was ripped from him.

I wonder what he looks like though, in person, not just the paintings and pictured. I will admit he is a very handsome man. I have never really heard the story.

All I know is on this day my mother was protecting me. I can't see my future or my past, but I can gather things about my life from others.

I do hope that one day, he will forgive me for what my parents had done. I mean I didn't do it. I'm the end it doesn't even matter. (linking park. RIP Chester) looking in the mirror. My blue eyes and brown hair fit me perfectly along with my pale skin.

Walking down the halls of this big castle I saw some girls in the corner look g at me and probably talking shit. I'm used to it by now. My guard trailed behind me. Rolling my eyes I walked into the garden walking to my shady tree opening my book.

Reading is an escape of this dreaded reality. My only friend. Which kinda sad. OK really sad. It's kinda hard to make friends when everyone is either scared of you or hates you.

That's my reality. My life. Ever since I was a little girl. Everyone stayed a distance away. Except for one person. He left though. A long time ago.

For that reason alone, I have trust issues. For all the times I was manipulated. How everyday of my life I'm used by others for my power. I shake my head. I wonder where it ends. Probably when I die. But hey you never know.

I fiddle with my dress, as I sat on the grass reading. Pride and prejudice. I love this book. It's the only romance I'll ever have.

Standing up. I look at my guard. He just smiles softly at me. I nod and walk forward into the castle.
Her outfit:

I walked down the empty halls of the castle, my guard following behind. I guess I could call him a friend but he never really talks. While I'm walking I smell something amazing. Pine and leather.