Aaran bowed his head respectfully in return,"The honor is mine, sir." He stared, amazed, at Castiel's wings,"So why do you have wings when everyone else doesn't?" Aaran asked curiously.
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Taylor shook her head,"No, it's fine, it's just I'm not currently on the best terms with my parents..." She admitted. "Or more specifically, my mom. We just don't get along very well. I'm not really in the mood for an argument right now. When I tell her I'm not coming home and I'm considering not going to college, things are going to get crazy."
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"Thank you!" She kissed him all over his face. "Stay un-mad at me, okay? Promise for now at least?"
Castiel looked to Aaran and said, "There are many classes of fey. My casts are personal guardians of royalty. As far as my wings, quite a few lesser fey have them."
Elina spoke up and added, "The legend of how the Sylph came into existence was from hundreds of generations ago. But it was said that once there was a great winged beast that ruled the skies of Anstopfia. It was fearsome and deadly to all it set it's sights upon. Kings of old, tried everything to kill it. But it wasn't until out of desperation, that the king offered his youngest daughter as a sacrifice to it's blood lust. He had her tied to the rampart of the castle. The great winged beast came to calm her life. But was brought to a halt, by her radiant voice as she sang a mournful song. The beast landed and with clawed hands, removed her shroud. He was so taken with her enchanting beauty. That he untied her and granted her, her freedom. But within her presence, he suddenly despised his true form. So he created a spell that would change him forever. He chanted it proudly and it transformed him into her equal. But you see, there was just too much of the beast to fit into that small form, even with magic. So his massive wings remained on his back. He was outraged by his blatant failure and his horrible disfigurement. But the princess was not. For she embraced him with pure love and gratitude for all he had willingly give up for her. She in that moment, vowed herself to him forever. They went on to have many offspring. All male and with their father's wings. The king however, did not like the deformity. He ruled them a lesser fey and unfit to ever mate a royal. He decreed that it was because they were not two natured. Sadly, to this day, that mandate holds true. So you see, Sylph's are half royal, but are forever denied their status and rights of their class." She concluded.
Castiel looked down at his hands as she spoke. "That legend was neither proven nor proven false. It was an oral history passed along. It's easier to believe it's untrue, for obvious reasons. " He said.
Elina scoffed, "Of course it's true! Sylph by it's very definition means, 'great winged beast'." She explained simply.
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Nashton looked at Taylor shocked. "No, Taylor! You have to go to college. Don't let this madness change your plans." He said with conviction.
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Orson captured her head gently in his hands and kissed her gently. "I promise. " He said with love.