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What You'll Find Here

Anacosta Heights
Dupont Circle
Hawethorn Village
River Dale

Anacosta Heights

Situated above the daily life of the city, Anacosta Heights is a tucked away suburb featuring extravagant neo-gothic inspired mansions. The inhabitants of this neighborhood often show their overwhelming wealth with sports cars lining their long, circular driveways, large pools, and manicured gardens. The homeowners of Anacosta Heights treasure their privacy as seen by the high iron gates to the security personnel present at every entrance.

Dupont Circle

Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. These four-bedroom, single-family homes feature back yards, porches, garages, and far more breathing space then the Village offers. This neighborhood often is more family orientated and even has organized events for children and the neighborhood as a whole.

Hawethorn Village

Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawthorn Village consists of several victorian inspired row houses just off the main street. Due to it's convenience to just about everything, the village can be a tad expensive to live within. However, the residents of this neighborhood often have two to three-story townhouses, often with a one to two-car garage. Many of the houses feature bay windows and/or rooftop terraces with a small fenced-in 'yard'.

River Dale

River Dale primarily consists of apartments that, despite their age and industrial appearing interior, still hold to the Victorian history that permeates the town. These apartments are often the cheapest option and sport scuffed, older wooden floors, open floor plans, visible beams, and the occasional brick wall.

oh, look what you made me do


Posted on July 26, 2020 by Samantha Cassidy
Residences
Samantha Cassidy
Maybe this princess could save herself.



That sounds like a pretty good story too.


If there was anything that bothered Samantha about her encounter with the cruel Fae King, it was that feeling that he bestowed on her, that feeling that she was nothing more than a naive child. And perhaps, to the elder Fae, she was a child. But Samantha was so much more than the innocent little girl she had been the first time that she had come to Sacrosanct. She had come into those powers that had been bestowed on her. She had learned to control them and had inspired loyalty in the small monarchy she had once created for herself. And even though she had left the city and the title, the confidence had never left the girl. What a hit to her pride it was to come to Andras for help, which the male seemed to enjoy. That arrogance that dripped off the monarch was all too apparent, the empath girl so easily picking up that emotion. Still, Samantha kept her gaze carefully blank, refusing to give in to the bait that he was so clearly trying to give her.

Still, Samantha knew enough about the etiquette of the Fair Folk to know how delicate this game was. The fae were prideful people and insulting him would likely only result in her dismissal. And though Samantha would have loved to respond to the bait, instead she held her tongue and explained that her titles were gone, that she was simply... Samantha. And oh, how that made her hurt. The cross of her arms entirely an unconscious gesture. Samantha chose her words carefully as she addressed him with those obligatory titles and pleasant words. The young fae didn't expect the way that Andras moved towards her, the former queen tensing as he approached. It wasn't herself she was fearful for, no, that alone existed for the child she was so keen on trying to protect. Samantha cared so little for her own self, but this child...

His words, though, left the young woman speechless. Samantha hardly expected that she would be brushed off so abruptly. It was the job of the monarch to aid other fae, was it not? But that dismissal hurt the woman's pride more than anything else, the girl immediately protesting that she was hardly aware of any kind of threat to the man, nor his people. His response caused her to purse her lips together. Truly, she had hardly known that Somnia was a secret. If she had, she would have never used that as a way of getting his attention. But Samantha didn't explain herself more than that subtle apology, at least not yet. No, if she only had a moment to regain his attention and seek out his help, she might as well voice exactly why she was here.

That announcement of the pregnancy slipped through her lips with much more ease than she anticipated. It was a notion she barely could admit to herself, and yet admitting it to Andras was remarkably easy. The young woman held her breath as she waited for that reaction, her powers held close to her just in case there was a reason to defend herself. What she didn't expect, however, was for all of that cruelty to drain from his features, that sharp edge melting into something different. Samantha watched him warily as he stepped around her and opened the gate, the girl truly prepared to be dismissed by the King once again. But instead, he offered her to chat and Samantha let out an audible sigh of relief. "Okay," Samantha said quietly as she stepped around the gate, quickly taking steps to catch up to him. She fell into step with him on the sidewalk, her confusion still entirely visible on her fair features.

The tone of voice he used with her was enough to make the former Queen's nose wrinkle, that same tone making her feel decidedly childlike. "They told me you were from a country named Somnia, I didn't realize it was a secret," Samantha replied as she walked alongside the King. "Had I known that it was a sensitive topic for you, I would have never brought it up." She fell silent again as he spoke once more, that seriousness in his voice bringing all of her attention to him. "I'm not afraid, necessarily," Samantha protested, her voice soft. "But I didn't even know this might happen. When I was turned, I thought my death might completely null any possibilities..." Samantha trailed off as he continued, the girl falling silent at the notion that they would talk about it when he deemed her ready. She frowned, then, though she remained silent as she followed him to a table, sitting across from him. "Andras, then." She said gently, reaching up to tuck a lock of her red hair behind her ear. "Unfortunately, Andras, I don't think that this is a conversation that can wait until I'm ready for it. The reality is that it's here."