2. sister

1 year later

A year passed, Maarifa finally got what she wanted so much, being engaged, to a young man called Lacaio. Abelar was very satisfied, he offered about fifteen sheep to his daughter to start her life after marriage. Lussandra cried with joy and happiness, saying that the Gods had heard her pleas. On Titania Island, lucky women got married and brought joy to the family.

On a new moon night, they were all sitting at a rectangular table. Abelar and Lussandra sat at the corners of the table, Kucaia sat on Abelar's left side, Kataleya on her mother's right side and other sisters sometimes interspersed, but Kataleya was always next to her hand and never to her father. , the little girl feared the man's dark gaze. Sometimes she felt her father wanted to throw her into the sea.

“My daughters, I am very happy. Maarifa is going to marry a brilliant man, with a future, who will give her a good life. Daughters, follow your sister's example or marry a man like your father, who works and does everything to support the family. Your father is the example of a man you should have.”

Those were Lussandra's words when she was at the table, she was able to close her eyes and try to portray a good image of her husband despite his flaws, despite his betrayals, something that Kataleya did not agree with. Maybe because she often saw her father with her aunt, alone in the room, maybe because she saw her father mistreating her mother.

“ I want to get married soon!!! “Sixteen-year-old Maarifa wants to start a family.

Lussandra: “ Two weeks go by quickly, daughter.

“ You are our pride Marifa! Fanua and Kilalia follow suit. “ Griao commented.

“ Kataleya too. “ Lussandra smiled looking at her little one and had a smile in return.

“ Kataleya, I might have to pay my son-in-law to marry her! Who would want a woman with flaws?

“She has no defects, Griao.” Lussandra protested.

Griao slammed his hand on the table.

“ You never gave me a son, you should consider yourself lucky to still accept you as my wife.

“ He gave you twelve beautiful daughters, Papa. “ Kataleya looked at him.

Griao pressed the hand holding a table knife, staring at his daughter with a death stare.

“ You stain our family, I lost my honor and the respect of my neighbors since the day you were born... “ Griao pointed the knife at the little girl, making sure that if Lussandra wasn't in the middle he would kill her and have the your honor back.

“ Kataleya, let's play in the sand... “ Kilaila stood up and took Kataleya by the hand and took the table away, as a way of protecting her younger sister. Griao dropped the knife on the table and continued his meal.

“ She's just a girl, she's your daughter...

“ She will never be my daughter, I doubt she is even mine! “ Griao looked at Lussandra. “ I don't have any wizard relatives in my family, nor do my ancestors.

“ You know that this has nothing to do with blood, but with the will of the gods...

“ let's talk about good things, my marriage. “ Marifa commented smiling, saying what she wanted on her wedding day. Talking about her dress and her dowry, so the Footman could have her hand.