Field of Family. *Flashback of Elysia and Celtik*

[Elysia Donnerlupo]

She wanted very badly to argue her points- that traveling would be good for her training and as a learning experience, and that she was sick and tired of being kept in the tower, but... She sighed internally, thinking to herself, I'll wait until after dinner.

[King Celtik B. Donnerlupo]

The rest of the meal was silent, and afterward. Celtik got up, and Vasuki cleared his throat. "Brother, I think now would be a good time for us to give her her gifts." He said, Celtik sat back down, and sighed. "Tutor, you can start with the gift giving."

[Elysia Donnerlupo]

Elysia made a face as the tutor nodded and turned his back to her, picking up a wrapped package and placing it on the table in front of her. She dutifully unwrapped it and tried to look surprised not to look disappointed at the same gift she got every year- a dusty old tome to study history from. She sounded less than enthused when she said, "Thank you."

Then she turned her attention to Vasuki, her face lighting up with anicipation.

[King Celtik B. Donnerlupo]

Vasuki smiled as he pulled out a long cylinder case and handed it to her. "Here, I got this from Chaylbs, I hope you like it." He said with a smile. Celtik put his head on his hand, trying to stay awake.

[Elysia Donnerlupo]

Her eyes widened and she took the case carefully, setting it on the table and opening it. Then a smile spread across her face as she lifted a thin sword from the case. "Oh, Uncle Vasuki!" It was beautifully crafted, with a thin blade almost on the verge of being fragile. It's weight was perfect- light but not overly so- and she stood and swung it a few times to test it. "It's perfect! Thank you so much!" She carefully placed it back in the case before hugging him.

[King Celtik B. Donnerlupo]

Vasuki smiled as he saw her swinging her sword around, and hugged her. "I hope you like it." He said, then there was a gunshot. Celtik looked at them with a smoking pistol, and growled at his younger brother. "You bought her a weapon? She doesn't need a weapon." He said at him.
"It is a dress sword. Jus-" Vasuki said, then another bullet was shot at them. "Give me the sword Elysia."

[Elysia Donnerlupo]

The looked at her uncle, then back at her father. After a pause she replied, "But he gave it to me as a gift... I want to keep it."

[King Celtik B. Donnerlupo]

Celtik looked over at her, then vanished. He was in front of her, and his hand was on the blade. "Elysia, give me the sword." He said, with some energy this time.

[Elysia Donnerlupo]

Her grip on the hilt tightened slightly, "I really don't see what the harm would be in me keeping it- it was Uncle Vasuki's gift to me. Besides, he said it was just a dress sword- it looks almost too delicate to be used."

[King Celtik B. Donnerlupo]

"... Well, let's see then" He said as his fingers started to cackle with lightning, and it sent a small jolt all over the blade. "It should break from this peasant level spell."

[Elysia Donnerlupo]

Elysia cried out and released the blade as the lightning touched her, burning the tips of her fnigers and sending a shock through her. The blade resonated with the sudden energy for a moment, then shattered into several pieces and falling to the floor. Elysia's temper flared up and she barely held back to urge to attack her father. "How could you?!? That was Uncle Vasuki's gift to me!"

[King Celtik B. Donnerlupo]

"It wasn't an appropriate gift for you. You have no need for a weapon, what will you use it for? You are not going to be leaving this tower anytime soon, so why should you have such a nice sword?" He asked then he slap Vasuki, "How dare you give someone like her such a nice present!"
"Brother, yes, I know she is a half peasent, but she is yo-" Vasuki said, then he got punched.
"Don't you dare remind me."

[Elysia Donnerlupo]

"I am your daughter!" Elysia yelled, losing her temper. "I am a peasant and I am your daughter! It is the truth and you are a coward to hide from it!"

[King Celtik B. Donnerlupo]

Celtik looked at her with an anger in his eyes. He pulled out his pistol and shot at her. "Don't you talk unless you are spoken to, you filthy peasant." He said, as he turned around.

[Elysia Donnerlupo]

Elysia fell to the ground and screamed, clutching her left shoulder. She stayed there for several long moments, then slowly stood, glaring at her father's back. "I'll talk if I want to." Blood was seeping through her fingers and soaking her shirt, but the tutor made no move to help her- obviously hoping the king would choose to kill her after all.