"I still remember the day we brought Elektra home. I don't know who was happier; Liam or me. 'Daddy's little girl' he'd always called her, and she was always trailing behind him with her little bow and quiver or sword. She wanted to grow up and be a warrior like her mommy and daddy," Casryth explained with a little sparkle in her eye. "He always wanted a big family, and he even teased about giving her a little brother or sister. She had been fine for years. The condition she had, that she had been sick from was a cancer of sorts. It attacked her organs and her cells. She became very weak, but still she fought. She still ran around training with her weapons and playing with the other children of the kingdom. She wasn't just a princess, she was our princess. But she held that title with honor, and didn't hide behind it. She wanted to show our people that even though she was weak, she could still fight for them. She used to call herself "Mommy and Daddy's Warrior". When we lost her, Liam and I promised each other that we wouldn't let that loss tear us apart, and that we would be strong for each other and our kingdom. That was what she would have wanted. That kingdom wasn't some castle on a hill, it was in our hearts; forged by the people of this town. Our Kingdom would go wherever we went together. I wonder if she and Liam would be happy with the town... no the kingdom... that I have built in their absence."
