Thornhill's garden has a beautiful array of flowers, bushes, plants and fruit trees and has been the main hub of Narkissa's attention. She planted the entire garden herself and continues to maintain it year round with seasonal plants. The fountain has a couple of shiny coins in the bottom, as if used as a wishing well.
Val wasn't feeling all that well today. Not physically, but emotionally. She sat in the garden, next to the fountain, her legs hugged to her chest as she stared up into the sky. Today was the day her father abandoned her - Something she, at the time, was well enough to remember. And oh, she remembered. The Aurors, the Ministry.... That insane lady who kept forcing answers out of her. Val felt a boiling anger inside her for a moment before she took a deep breath. This was the day she lost her family Val closed her eyes and rested her head on her knees, staring at the ground.
She scoffs, and rolls her eyes... But for a few moments, she just rested there. Eventually, Val spoke up. "I was two when I got picked up by an Auror and was told I've been missing. Two when my father abandoned me.... And three when my mother was sent to Azkaban." She narrows her eyes slightly. "She didn't even get a trial.... I was five when I was first adopted. They were negligent. I barely ate... I was there for two weeks before I came back to Kedric. I never trusted anyone like him."
Val looked at him for a moment - Her blue eyes looked different. More vulnerable than anything she's ever let anyone see before. "I was adopted again when I was eight. They physically hit me. I bit them... Didn't like the taste of their blood. It was... Dirtied with something. There were a couple of months on that one before I fought.. And I went back. Again.... I can't trust those I call parents. It's why I was so hard on the Summers... But now I just... I want my mother back. I could kill my father... All of this is his fault."
She had been out here, specifically following Blair, for the last two hours. "Might want to work on your detection skills instead of how to beat up a poor defenseless tree.... That's where squirrels live you know! Where is Stewart the Stealing Squirrel gonna sleep now!"
"Nope. That was his home. And you completely and utterly detroyed it... Because you're in a bad mood." She rolls her eyes. "Not sneaking up on people is not in my list of abilities. I am a born Dhampir. I am naturally sneaky."
She stands up, and steps up to him. "Do you really think that stupid glare scares me? Try again, New Blood." Val scoffs. "Healer Vogel isn't a back doctor, and that's what you need. You could probably go to a Muggle one... They rarely ask questions they do not understand."
Val sighs, following him. "Because she cares. I mean.... I was attacked too, you know. Early on. I understand how... How terrifying it is. I was lucky I didn't get hurt.... And then both of you get attacked and... This Coven is her family. You're like a son to her. An idiotic one. Who needs to take care of himself." She catches up just enough to rest her hand on his arm as she looked up at him, a twinge of compassion and love for Blair, before she looked away again. "You're her blood... Her... Vampire blood, now. You need to understand where she's coming from. It's... Like me with Xavier. It's new and it's terrifying... But I need him."
Val helps him until he's on the bed. "I'll get you something to eat..." She says quietly, walking towards the door. She pauses for a moment, and looks back at him for a moment. "Blair Caldwell. You're an idiot."
"Be back," Val replies. With that, she leaves the room, only to come back a couple of minutes later and hands him a cup - At smell, it smells like orange juice with a coppery mix. Bloody Mimosa. One for her, and one for herself. "There. Drink."