#that was the one thing she'd succeeded in. her necromancy and the spirits that shadowed her scared them all away. perhaps she was baiting
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wait wait wait. wait. what if zofeia was never allowed to leave the manor, like a rapunzel-adjacent situation. what if, after her father made her kill lillina, he locked her away unless it was convenient for him to let her out. confining her to her chambers, shutting her away in her own little wing of the house and allowing her to see none but him regularly so he could turn her into his perfect little heiress. his pretty little bargaining chip, the key to further social mobility — because which lesser noble is content to remain lesser?
#ophelia.txt#ocs tag#oc: zofeia#isolated and wasting away like the rusting clockwork automaton in the invention of hugo cabret#something something a puppetmaster making his peculiar marionette dance to whichever tune his peers found most fascinating#perhaps he even found a way to work with her little rebellions - such as her necromancy and other dabbling with forbidden magic#like a pretty collector's doll you keep shut in a display cabinet & still boxed until someone explicitly wants to see it. and then you#gawk and marvel over it until you've had your fill or until they try to buy it from you. but no one ever wanted to buy this doll from him#that was the one thing she'd succeeded in. her necromancy and the spirits that shadowed her scared them all away. perhaps she was baiting#him into killing her. perhaps she was trying to make him less and less determined to visit and 'work on her' so she could plan how to#be free of him. of that ghastly house. of that wretched city and its thrice-damned nobles. perhaps she'd mounted and managed her escape#when she got snatched
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