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Re: Meeting with an Old Friend (Victoria, Ragnvall)


 

(Victoria)
Victoria toyed with a piece of twig she picked up off the ground. After a bit of contemplation she shook her head. ¡°No. I think Colin is their son. Really their son. And I think they found me or I was given to them at the same time he was found so they just called us twins. Do I think we are really twins?¡± She paused again. Feeling the tinge of pain in her heart. ¡°No. I don¡¯t think so.¡±

The more she thought about her questions and what she was saying the more guilty she felt. Chantel and Vincent had taken her in. Had given her a home cared for her¡­loved her¡­this¡­talk¡­was a betrayal to them.?

¡°I¡¯m being ridiculous. My parents are my parents. Trying to seek out two people who obviously didn¡¯t want me is foolish, selfish, and hurtful.¡± She paused as if trying to convince herself, nodded then stood. ¡°Thank you for this talk. As always you¡¯ve offered me so much clarity. I should get home. My father¡¯s still there visiting and I want to spend a little time with him before he heads home.¡±

(Ragnvall)
Ragnvall gave her a nod, "very well. We will forego the shaman, then. I do think you need to speak with your father on this. He might give you the answers you seek. But if you ever wish to know the answers are in youyour blood. A little drop and the shaman can have your answers." He reached a hand out to her. "Be well. Be safe. Be loved."

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