Birthdays come and go

As Autumn progressed, Lia became aware of the changes in her body. As she reached adulthood in the Hallows Castle and her body reached the stage where it could begin to bear children. She had always known this would come, but the situation was far different to how she had once expected. She would have thought to have woken to her head to a brute of a slave master, and began her duty of making him a hoard of beautiful children. Perhaps one to be his heir, perhaps all of them to be turned into slaves themselves and raised to a life of abuse.

She made her way to the feast hall in the wee hours of the night. The warm crackling of the central flame the only sound in the night. Her body felt too warm, the heat of the flame on her flushed face was uncomfortable. Made bearable by the chill of the night air occasionally brushing through the rest of her.