~ With Me, Into The Dark ~

"Papa, where are we going?" seven-year-old Azalais asks as she latches onto her father's hand.

"We're going to see an old friend of mine," Ambrose Carrow answers, "and I'm going to teach his little girl some magic."

Ambrose normally wouldn't have accepted the tutoring position, but he is running low on funds and Caius promised that he would be well paid for his efforts. Raising a child is expensive, and wealth is something the Carrow family has never had in abundance. (Unfortunately, good looks are also something that don't run in the Carrow family, yet somehow Azalais has turned out to be quite a pretty little thing.)

Ambrose expects his daughter to ask him if she can learn magic too, and is preparing to explain to her that she isn't old enough for a wand yet, but the question she does ask turns out to be something else entirely.

"A girl? Is she going to be my friend?"

"We'll see, dear. We'll see."

~end of scene~