**pushes open a door with one hand, stepping back to let you pass first, the briefest scent of sandalwood reaching your nostrils**



I will just follow behind to tell you who is who. It is always hard to look at pictures and to have no clue of who they may be.

**pauses in the entry way and looks to the two portraits hanging on the right side of the entry wall, the area illuminated as if in shrinal form**

My Papa, Prince DelVostra....Vladamire Alexander Te'pec. A common enough name here in Mother Russia but not so outside of my world I think.

My beloved Maman Princess DelVostra...Alexandria Natalia Te'pec. Sadly she died just after the birth of my younger sister. I believe I have never seen grief so much as that from my Pater for my Maman. I think it is what drove him to find and have all of us become..but I degress..please feel free to move on.

I must go again, to prepare for the arrival of my husband later. Please continue to search.
**turns, leaving you the light and walks from the room, closing the door behind her with a soft thump**

**On the left hand entry wall sits two more portraits.**

The Princess Kiriki Annatova Te'pech ~Morte Dieum~ ~Pax Dominue~ age 12

The Princess Larla Alexandra Te'pech ~age 26~

**A newer (?) portrait hangs next to the two sisters**

Ruling Prince DelVostra..Prince Dorian Alsharn Blackshire

**standing there while staring at the pictures, your candle snuffs out from a stray breeze...maybe...as the dark presses in faint sounds of a high childlike laugh comes from the wall before, the air almost shivers in it's blackness, as fear creeps around you the door out of this room bangs open heralding light from the foyay..I would take the chance..if I were you**



To the Foyay

Down the Mountain

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