Bowker Family/Luarin

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"Old souls, old mates. When would we meet again? Why did you show up so late?"

Luarin was born and raised in Pedrera, with her sister Cataryna and her cousins Myrnia and Mattias. Her life of adventures started whith the destruction of the Sultanate of Asena. In war with Sirion and Obsidian Islands, she early learned how to fight and to defend herself. She also learned how to hide her feelings and how to continue to fight when they lost her homeland, or when Sultan after Sultan died at battles. All those events made her stronger, but also made her sad. Her body suffered with the constant fights and she feel older than everyone else.

During the war, she was sent to prison many times, and after some time she already knew some of the guards of Sirion dungeons and they used to talk a bit. There were that time she really needed them. When the pain started, she called a guard and asked him to find someone to help her. She was having a baby. No one knew about her pregnancy, not even Myrnia, or she wouldn't allow Luarin to go to any battle. Luarin was not worried though. She was strong, she only did not expect the baby to arrive so early. She had plans for her baby... The guards talked to her because she was a good listener. They feel important to know someone that was from a Royal family and they like to talk about this to her. She heard from the guards that Turgon, a Lord from Sirion, had a relative that was King of Thalmarkin, where her sister was a Marshal. She did not plan to have her baby in a prison, but this could be her chance to send her baby away.

As the pain grow and get more frequent, she hold the screams and alone in the dark, she had her little Sophia. A little baby girl with brown hair, green eyes and perfect. Luarin cleaned her, and covered her with a piece of her clothes. She stand a long time watching her baby, knowing she will had little chance to survive at her side. She feed her, and sang to her, telling how much she love her, hoping she wouldn't blaime her some day.

Luarin knew she had little time to decide what to do. Calling a guard, she asked him to send a message to Lord Turgon and another one to the Judge.

"Lord Turgon, We never met before and I will understand if you don't want to get involved on this, but I've heard from the guards that you have a good heart and I need to ask you to do me a favour. I had a secret affair with someone that I will not name. I can assure you is a noble man and that Sophia, the baby I just had, is from a noble lineage. We are enemies, but I will beg if I need for you to save my little girl. Take her, and send her to Thalmarkin to my sister if you can. If this is not possible, please let her be raised by someone you trust. I can feel in my bones that I will die soon. Please, let your heart hear my appeal. I trust you to take care of my little Sophia. Would you do this for me? Luarin Bowker"

The other message, to the judge, was saying she didn't have any gold with her, and that she will continue to fight till death, and those silly things people say in a war.

She had some gold she will use to give to the guards if Lord Turgon agree to have her baby. Waiting for a answer, she stay with the little Sophia, watching her sleep, memorizing every trace of her little face.

After a long, long time, she received a answer from Lord Turgon. A short note saying he would take Sophia to a safe place. She didn't expect a warm letter anyway, this was enough. For all she heard about the lord, he would kept his word and keep the baby safe. Was better this way. No one at Asena could know she had a baby. There would be many questions about the father and Luarin did not want this.

Waiting for the moment she would be released from prison and away from her kid, she enjoy every second with her baby. She knew Sophia would had a better chance away from Asena. It was just too hard to think she will need to say goodbye forever...

Sophia