Nyx's Pov
I thought there would be a day where I would prove to my parents that I wasn't weak, wasn't useless but also an Espen royal blood but everything crashed like a sack of sand burst into thin air. No iota of concern or worry for my life, how I would survive either dead or alive. All they needed was for me to get out of their life as if I never existed and it hurts than being laid on a slab to be slaughtered.
School of Wolves Shadows was a perfect example of my trauma, a place that was masked with perfection and light to attract more helpless souls but it was a place of dark politics, exploitation of powers from students, and instead of being taught to be strong, we were taught to eat and drink fear as our daily meal. It became my shackle of nightmares, stealing sleep away from me
