Opulentia
— 994 — Dayes Palace, Caerphilly Wales— speech/thought —
“ 6:22 PM , July. 1 2026 “
“ 6:22 PM , July. 1 2026 “
Returning to Caerphilly and Wales overall was something that was least expected in Angel's mind. Moreso a party held at a rather expensive place was her Grandparents house, or castle. Yes, the stereotype that Vampires allegedly lived and acquired a castle was true. Verified by Fenwick who was their butler and driver. He greeted her and took the baggage with him inside the limousine. Right on cue, after the train ride back to Wales she was awaited from him. Small talk was initiated and surprisingly in not english. Tagalog. This was peculiar but she'll play along with it. So it begins.
"Kamusta Ginang, matagal na. Kamusta ka?" Fenwick inquired about her well being with his own accent, like the cartoons she'd use to watch, mix of english spanish and tagalog
"Ayos lang ako po, ikaw naman?" she replied with a hint of reverence in her inflection
Only Fenwick nodded with the response he was always kept closed and always in his quarters, he would only attend the gardens or assist the family with anything tedious, Angel always pondered what was within his mind. Yet she would not be permitted to do so as she was taught it was rude to pry anything private out of someone. So much for decency and etiquette, she was getting curious and if they knew her well enough it will soon make her restless.
Something came across her own head as she once again became much bemused with how abnormal this was. If she were to give her own two cents most likely a event were to take place. Her parents never mentioned of getting a lift once her arrival at Wales was certain. Her window slid down and clicked in place as the summer heat made her breathless, the sunset was illustrated with warm bright remnants of hues. That will make her take her mind off her doubts and worries.
"Bihira mo akong sunduin, ano ang nangyayari?" she asked another question directed at her driver, with a more impatient tone
"Ipapaliwanag ang lahat sa takdang panahon, Ginang Angel." he replied monotonously with no ounce of falter
She huffed as she addressed her cardigan. Laced and white with leather skirt with stockings and mary janes. Angel was always presentable and she took an interest in designing. Though her clothes were rather minimalistic she prefer classics. Her hair was kept down with just a headband to keep her bangs from hovering her face, it irritated her to keep placing it on her ears.
Besides her puzzled expression she observed that they were getting closer to the Dayes building. A castle that was passed down from generations before hers. Never had she denied the importance of status, she believed it can get a bit humorous if people were to show off an immense wealth — which for her she had to admit, was quite impressive to upheld such a reputation and name. Not many can pull it off.
They arrived at the gates which was quite chic and fancy, for her taste anyway, she much prefered the Valleys. Though she was not one to adore or become enamoured by grand places this one only made her felt a bit squeamish, she had never met her relatives before and who knew what they make of her? If anything she might need to go full on out to entertain them. A few people awaited her upon her arrival. Mother, Father, her cousin Vasya, and oh her Grandparents and she could tell much more were to greet her at the esteemed palace.
"Aceasta este fiica ta, Robert?" a man asked her father with a more critical tone
"Da, este nepoata dumneavoastră; cred că este prima dată când o vedeți." he replied
Another lady who resembled herself made a comment in Romanian, which she could comprehend clearly
"Măi să fie, e o doamnă pe cinste, Robert, exact cum ai fi spus tu!"
Her own lineage was unique with her grandfather coming from Romania, though it was rumored her own grandmother had another marriage previous to her current one. Nancy Dayes and Alexandre Dayes. They were her grandparents and she was overflowed with delightment though her own judgement was fault — they seemed more critical judging her every whim. Angel began to appear more fatigued than what was usual. No guesses as to why they'd want her to learn Romanian. It was harder to speak than move as she was in a lost for words.
"Bună ziua." she'd say after their chatter concluded in a saccharine voice which was strangely genuine
But again more inquiries came about as they seemed to be interested in her more than ever, which for her was status quo but again it weirded her out more than usually. She felt foreign in a world she was well versed in. Relatives expected much more of her capabilities as a person of Vampire and Pureblood descent though she can't say for certain she'd share their views.
"What house did you get sorted in Lelya?" her cousin questioned, right she's alumni in Durmstrang, her own aura and demeanor was much more pressuring than normal, and she had a weird presence which she also noticed with herself back at Hogwarts — now on to another issue at hand was the response. Well, Angel has always favoured being blunt.
"Slytherin." she smiled partially, enough to keep her composure in check, confident in her answer that translated into her very voice
"Well I'd expect nothing more from our daughter!" mother came about with her comment
She was welcomed, but the atmosphere was grave and sharp, like the russian winters. This was more of a business proposal than a reunion, mother became more stricken with uptight eyes and a look that seemed mournful, she did not want to be here at all she'd infer. Father, unlike his usually merry attitude was exchanged for a posh man. Lightening the mood was not the solution, and to her benefit the whole family was here. Being a polygot is not for the faint of mind. Discussion will commence momentarily.
—translations—
- (Tagalog)
Hello, Mistress it has been awhile. How are you?
I'm alright what about you?
You rarely come and pick me up, what's happening?
All will be explained in due time, Mistress Angel.
- (Romanian)
Is this your daughter Robert?
Yes, she is your granddaughter, I believe this is your first time seeing her.
Oh my, she is quite a lady Robert just like you'd say she would!
Hello.
"Kamusta Ginang, matagal na. Kamusta ka?" Fenwick inquired about her well being with his own accent, like the cartoons she'd use to watch, mix of english spanish and tagalog
"Ayos lang ako po, ikaw naman?" she replied with a hint of reverence in her inflection
Only Fenwick nodded with the response he was always kept closed and always in his quarters, he would only attend the gardens or assist the family with anything tedious, Angel always pondered what was within his mind. Yet she would not be permitted to do so as she was taught it was rude to pry anything private out of someone. So much for decency and etiquette, she was getting curious and if they knew her well enough it will soon make her restless.
Something came across her own head as she once again became much bemused with how abnormal this was. If she were to give her own two cents most likely a event were to take place. Her parents never mentioned of getting a lift once her arrival at Wales was certain. Her window slid down and clicked in place as the summer heat made her breathless, the sunset was illustrated with warm bright remnants of hues. That will make her take her mind off her doubts and worries.
"Bihira mo akong sunduin, ano ang nangyayari?" she asked another question directed at her driver, with a more impatient tone
"Ipapaliwanag ang lahat sa takdang panahon, Ginang Angel." he replied monotonously with no ounce of falter
She huffed as she addressed her cardigan. Laced and white with leather skirt with stockings and mary janes. Angel was always presentable and she took an interest in designing. Though her clothes were rather minimalistic she prefer classics. Her hair was kept down with just a headband to keep her bangs from hovering her face, it irritated her to keep placing it on her ears.
Besides her puzzled expression she observed that they were getting closer to the Dayes building. A castle that was passed down from generations before hers. Never had she denied the importance of status, she believed it can get a bit humorous if people were to show off an immense wealth — which for her she had to admit, was quite impressive to upheld such a reputation and name. Not many can pull it off.
They arrived at the gates which was quite chic and fancy, for her taste anyway, she much prefered the Valleys. Though she was not one to adore or become enamoured by grand places this one only made her felt a bit squeamish, she had never met her relatives before and who knew what they make of her? If anything she might need to go full on out to entertain them. A few people awaited her upon her arrival. Mother, Father, her cousin Vasya, and oh her Grandparents and she could tell much more were to greet her at the esteemed palace.
"Aceasta este fiica ta, Robert?" a man asked her father with a more critical tone
"Da, este nepoata dumneavoastră; cred că este prima dată când o vedeți." he replied
Another lady who resembled herself made a comment in Romanian, which she could comprehend clearly
"Măi să fie, e o doamnă pe cinste, Robert, exact cum ai fi spus tu!"
Her own lineage was unique with her grandfather coming from Romania, though it was rumored her own grandmother had another marriage previous to her current one. Nancy Dayes and Alexandre Dayes. They were her grandparents and she was overflowed with delightment though her own judgement was fault — they seemed more critical judging her every whim. Angel began to appear more fatigued than what was usual. No guesses as to why they'd want her to learn Romanian. It was harder to speak than move as she was in a lost for words.
"Bună ziua." she'd say after their chatter concluded in a saccharine voice which was strangely genuine
But again more inquiries came about as they seemed to be interested in her more than ever, which for her was status quo but again it weirded her out more than usually. She felt foreign in a world she was well versed in. Relatives expected much more of her capabilities as a person of Vampire and Pureblood descent though she can't say for certain she'd share their views.
"What house did you get sorted in Lelya?" her cousin questioned, right she's alumni in Durmstrang, her own aura and demeanor was much more pressuring than normal, and she had a weird presence which she also noticed with herself back at Hogwarts — now on to another issue at hand was the response. Well, Angel has always favoured being blunt.
"Slytherin." she smiled partially, enough to keep her composure in check, confident in her answer that translated into her very voice
"Well I'd expect nothing more from our daughter!" mother came about with her comment
She was welcomed, but the atmosphere was grave and sharp, like the russian winters. This was more of a business proposal than a reunion, mother became more stricken with uptight eyes and a look that seemed mournful, she did not want to be here at all she'd infer. Father, unlike his usually merry attitude was exchanged for a posh man. Lightening the mood was not the solution, and to her benefit the whole family was here. Being a polygot is not for the faint of mind. Discussion will commence momentarily.
—translations—
- (Tagalog)
Hello, Mistress it has been awhile. How are you?
I'm alright what about you?
You rarely come and pick me up, what's happening?
All will be explained in due time, Mistress Angel.
- (Romanian)
Is this your daughter Robert?
Yes, she is your granddaughter, I believe this is your first time seeing her.
Oh my, she is quite a lady Robert just like you'd say she would!
Hello.
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