A fairytale her nanny had told her danced through her head, of two powers, two brothers. She saw the nanny's lips move in her head, a name slipping from them...<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Firrae.....?</span>From deep with in her something stirred. Something some weird feeling, that she knew the name. A voice like a kitten's purr rose from her heart.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #FF0000">Welcome to your Personal Hell.</span></span><br/><br/>Fisraee's eyes went wide as a memory of a slim blonde elf with red eyes floated through her mind. She squeezed them shut, shaking her head. She turned to look at the man next to her.<br/><br/>"If thats....our child...does that mean that we...that im..." She looked at her left hand, not seeing a ring.<br/><br/>"Did i have a child out of wedlock!? Oooh no. Daddy will be so mad at me!"