Violins & Blood

Enyo listened intently as Erebros addressed the family. She held her position with unwavering attention, her muscular frame rigid and head held high. This was the moment she’d anticipated. The announcement of her command, of her chance to lead. Her brother’s words only amplified her pride. It was all finally within reach, and there was no doubt in her mind. She was ready to show the world the strength of the Dunamis bloodline.

As Erebros’ announcement carried through the gorge she felt the weight of the gaze from her family members as her brother declared her role. Declaring that her authority could not be challenged. It was a moment she had fought and bled for. An earned distinction in a family where rank was more often claimed by blood than by right. She stood taller, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction, flicking briefly over her kin. The thought of leading Aventis filled her with a fiery resolve, stoked by years of silent ambition.

When Erebros spoke of his impending marriage and his role as Insomnia’s new Alpha, Enyo could feel the electricity of change crackling in the air around her. Everything was falling into place. They were growing stronger, amassing power that would secure their legacy. She understood the necessity to support her brother’s ambitions. Their family mission.

As Erebros concluded with the charge that each of them must uphold the dignity and stature of their family name, Enyo dipped her head slightly in a show of obedience and understanding. She knew the expectations intimately. Such things had been ingrained and beat into her from the beginning. Yet, unlike the others, she bore the weight with pride and an eagerness that few could match.

At Erebros’ final question, Enyo lifted her gaze and replied, her voice low but carrying with the steady confidence of one who already accepted her place in his plans, "Yes, brother. We will uphold the Dunamis name, with all the strength and ruthlessness it deserves."

"SPEECH"