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Prologue: Ravari Shadow
Ravari Shadow fell in love with the son of a mercenary. The son returned her love and had asked for her hand, to which she had happily accepted.
The mercenary, a widower himself, had had his eye on the Shadow's only daughter and the large fortune she would inherit. He had spent so much time courting and trying to win over Ravari's hand that he had become obsessed with his goal and, every night, dreamed about the gold in his future. When the son had announced his betrothal, the father became enraged and murdered his son in cold blood, unwilling to share the Shadow fortune with anyone, even his own son.
Ravari, who had been waiting on the other side of the door for her fiancé to announce their engagement, heard the awful thud that was made by his body hitting the floor. Ravari ran into the room and her heart was destroyed when she saw the lifeless body of her lover. Heart broken, she carefully retrieved the blade from his chest. She turned around and quicker than the eye could see, viciously stabbed the mercenary through the heart with his own blade.
As Death came to claim the soul of the mercenary, Ravari asked him to take her as well because she wanted nothing more to do with life.
When Death raised his scythe to claim her as well he was stopped by the sudden appearance of a young woman with marble skin, white hair, and coal black eyes.
While she did not say a word, Death bowed before her, taking the mercenary and son's souls then leaving.
The young woman disappeared shortly afterwards, never having said a word.
Ravari stared at them in shock.
Ravari, in her grief, traveled to the Sacred Garden that lay in Shadow Tree and swore to whomever was listening that the Shadow Line would die with her, for she would love no other man.
The same young woman that had appeared before returned with a middle aged woman and an old lady.
Ravari, uncaring of who they were, only angered by the young woman who thwarted her death before, restated her threat.
The three women spoke as one, identifying themselves as the Weavers of Fate and saying that the Shadow Line could not die.
Ravari stubbornly refused to give in. Swearing only bringing her lover back from death would be enough for her.
The Fates gave her a choice: She could have her love once more, but only if he trusted her enough to follow her from the past. But, she would have to surrender a life in return for his.
When Ravari asked who's life it would be the Fates were mute only saying it would be known at a time of the Fate's choosing.
Ravari hesitantly agreed, unsure whom she had condemned to death yet wanting her lover back more than anything.
Ravari was sent into the past for him and his love for her was such, that in an instant he agreed to travel back with her.
After returning to the present, they immediately married. Within a year, Ravari was with child.
The moment the baby boy took his first breath, Ravari took her last.
Fate had kept its promise while still making sure the Shadow Line would survive.
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