*Ashana holds Vasha tightly in her arms as she lovingly strokes her daughter, comfortingly and soothingly.*
"It's okay, my daughter...you didn't know. Actually, it's probably my fault--I should have told you about her, but I didn't think you would be going anywhere near her, and I didn't want to remember the bad memories either...how we almost lost you..."
"...But you have a right to know...Every year, twice a year, Lhyzra would try to kill me, in many different ways. Once on the anniversary of my wedding with Marrik and once on another day that Marrik wasn't sure, but he thinks it was the anniversary of their first kiss when they were much much younger..."
"She continued this year after year, but we knew when to expect it, so she never succeeded...then one year, when you were still an infant, she or her hired assassins snatched you up on one of those days...Marrik and I despaired, as we were sure that you were dead, but we eventually managed to track down the kidnapper and find you, unharmed...That was the last time that Lhyzra made her attempts to kill me too, which is why you don't remember any of them from when you were older."
