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Cassandra was able to access her fortune from the Manor at any time. Using the same method that she used to get here from the dragon’s lair in the first place; by navigating through an underground tunnel network that connected them both together. Keeping her inherited wealth safe and hidden behind a secret passage that was deep within the castle’s basement. Unlikely for anyone else to find it, without her explicit approval and knowledge. Since someone needed a key shaped like one of the elder dragon’s scales to unlock the basement’s sealed door. Just to end up going downstairs and finding themselves overwhelmed inside of the Lothric’s personal storage space. Hopelessly cluttered with bizarre collections and dusty tchotchkes, that made it nightmarishly difficult to blindly search for her riches.
But it was a treasury worth protecting. Being far more valuable than the massive amount of gold that the old dragon had collected in his lifetime. For she'd be able to find numerous rare objects that he buried underneath the golden piles within his lair. Some being priceless artifacts that rich collectors would’ve traded nearly anything for. So her eventual discovery would prove rewarding, but also comforting, after not seeing a single human bone anywhere inside the cave. Confirming his story about how she was the first human in a while to come across his homestead. Aside from the Lothric family—which remained a complete mystery to her.
As it seemed like her new home was full of potential mysteries. Ones especially confusing for her hired staff. That surely had reservations to work there—even with such lucrative pay being offered. That is—before they decided to travel there themselves. Wondering if the many rumors of what lurked in the landscape were over-exaggerated tales. When Cassandra—nor a single one of them—would've come across a monster or predator anywhere near the premises. However, unbeknownst to them, there was a critical reason that the dangers were no longer present. Two of them to be precise. As every single creature had sensed the impending arrival of the dragons in her womb and immediately fled en masse. Until songbirds and smaller critters were all that was left of the swamp’s inhabitants.
Making each of her mornings peaceful and serene. As the two hatchlings developed fast and kept her body temperature perfectly warm. Regardless of what clothes she wore, or lack thereof, once her stomach grew large enough to make anything but personally-tailored outfits impossible to put on. Yet the ongoing swelling never caused her an ounce of pain or discomfort. In fact, any weakness or illnesses that she might’ve had before, would've been cured over the progressing days. Still able to freely move herself around with relative ease, despite being advised to rest in her bed. Meaning her pregnancy had only really changed how frequently she desired to eat and drink. Acquiring a more ferocious appetite to match those she was nurturing. Fortunately satiated by the cooks that seemed to be preparing food almost nonstop to meet their gluttonous demands.
So it had certainly been quite a unique experience for Cassandra and those who she trusted to employ. Though the mother would receive an extra surprise when she greeted the two slumbering inside; an answer back. For both of their eyes would open simultaneously upon hearing what ended up being a wake up call. Hearing these two unique voices telepathically enter her head, that were unmistakably her offspring. Her sons speaking to her for the first time; one sounding giddy and other shyly sincere. Making Cassandra suddenly sense that the birth was fast approaching...
But it was a treasury worth protecting. Being far more valuable than the massive amount of gold that the old dragon had collected in his lifetime. For she'd be able to find numerous rare objects that he buried underneath the golden piles within his lair. Some being priceless artifacts that rich collectors would’ve traded nearly anything for. So her eventual discovery would prove rewarding, but also comforting, after not seeing a single human bone anywhere inside the cave. Confirming his story about how she was the first human in a while to come across his homestead. Aside from the Lothric family—which remained a complete mystery to her.
As it seemed like her new home was full of potential mysteries. Ones especially confusing for her hired staff. That surely had reservations to work there—even with such lucrative pay being offered. That is—before they decided to travel there themselves. Wondering if the many rumors of what lurked in the landscape were over-exaggerated tales. When Cassandra—nor a single one of them—would've come across a monster or predator anywhere near the premises. However, unbeknownst to them, there was a critical reason that the dangers were no longer present. Two of them to be precise. As every single creature had sensed the impending arrival of the dragons in her womb and immediately fled en masse. Until songbirds and smaller critters were all that was left of the swamp’s inhabitants.
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Making each of her mornings peaceful and serene. As the two hatchlings developed fast and kept her body temperature perfectly warm. Regardless of what clothes she wore, or lack thereof, once her stomach grew large enough to make anything but personally-tailored outfits impossible to put on. Yet the ongoing swelling never caused her an ounce of pain or discomfort. In fact, any weakness or illnesses that she might’ve had before, would've been cured over the progressing days. Still able to freely move herself around with relative ease, despite being advised to rest in her bed. Meaning her pregnancy had only really changed how frequently she desired to eat and drink. Acquiring a more ferocious appetite to match those she was nurturing. Fortunately satiated by the cooks that seemed to be preparing food almost nonstop to meet their gluttonous demands.
So it had certainly been quite a unique experience for Cassandra and those who she trusted to employ. Though the mother would receive an extra surprise when she greeted the two slumbering inside; an answer back. For both of their eyes would open simultaneously upon hearing what ended up being a wake up call. Hearing these two unique voices telepathically enter her head, that were unmistakably her offspring. Her sons speaking to her for the first time; one sounding giddy and other shyly sincere. Making Cassandra suddenly sense that the birth was fast approaching...
“Mornie mama!”
“Ma-morning mama…”
