Sofia The First In The Village Novels & Stories

My unnervingly calm reply made Vittorio's expression turn dark. He scowled and said, "Sofia is only seven years old." "She already has a mind of her own," I said evenly. That was the truth. Sofia was already capable of many things on her own—like pushing me into the sea, like tearing apart Mamma's memorial portrait and scattering her ashes like they meant nothing. Vittorio snapped, "Are you still upset about what happened earlier today?"

As the crowd jeered and protested, Evee’s gaze fell on Sofie, standing in the front row, her innocent eyes wide with uncertainty. “Is it true?” Sofie asked, her small voice trembling, doubt and belief warring within her expression. “Yes,” Evee admitted quietly. “Do you want to go on a road trip? I’ll explain along the way.” When Sofie nodded hesitantly, Evee took her hand and began walking through the crowd. The protesters parted like water before them, their shouts fading into silence. The soldiers at the gates opened them without question, and Evee left Corpsehaven hand in hand with Sofie, offering no explanation to those she left behind.

The days passed by in a blink of an eye and both of them entered the plane to Athens. The flight was exhausting but they managed to make it safely back there. It was the second time Sofia ever stepped back into that house and all the memories of her first time being there flashed through her mind. “It has only been four months, but it feels like I have not been here for a very long time.” She said as she touched the pillar in the house. “I remember when you first came here. You were physically a mess, but you had this determination in your eyes that said you were not going to give in. You were going to get revenge and it moved me.” He held her hand and kissed the back of it.

She walked thinking to herself “damn, if I knew it would be this easy to get to the road then I would have escaped long time ago. He is such a liar. I should have never trusted his words. I wish I had never fallen to that river. But wait a minute I was going to get medicine for my brother that day but why did I get to that river all of a sudden and fall. Something is very wrong; it must be him the Werewolf sire Jacob. I hate him for keeping me like a slave in his kingdom. No, don’t talk loud, no, don’t go there, no, you are not allowed to get that close to Jack. You are supposed to keep one meter distance with everyone. No, don’t touch that, no, don’t eat that. God, even my evil foster paren

On the morning of the fourth day, Sofia stepped out of the tree line at the edge of the main clearing as the hunting parties were preparing to leave. she came alone, which was either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid, depending on how you looked at it I was inside the main cavern when the commotion started ..raised voices, the sudden sharp scent of alarm and aggression from the gathered hunters. I made my way outside at a deliberately unhurried pace, Selena falling into step beside me. Sofia hadn't changed much in the years since I'd seen her last. She was still tall for a female, with the same dark hair and green eyes that marked her as Vorlag's offspring

Well, I think there's a first time for everything. the next morning Sofia had woken up excited, she wanted to go out and see the city. Sofia looked at her side on the bed and it was empty. Vernon had woken up early without wanting to explain where he was going, he preferred to go out without her notice. Sofia felt disappointed she wanted to meet the most romantic city in the world with her boyfriend. "well ... I'll go alone then" Sofia grabbed a coffee on the way and started exploring the city, it was a little cold but nothing to bother her, she was too excited to leave silly things as the weather disrupted her tour.

Sophia’s heart won’t be won back in a day. He met my eyes, and for the first time, there was no hesitation in his voice. I know, but I need to start somewhere. The sincerity there made me smile. Good, then let’s ride. The journey began under a wide, pale sky. The road to Sophia’s village wound through open fields and scattered groves of trees, the air crisp and clean. Conversation came in bursts, mostly Lilian teasing Dino and Dino responding with terse replies that only made her tease him more.

Sofia paused, and said again, "The foggy forest is huge, and it's rife with monsters and beasts. Locating Capra Hall's members isn't something that can be achieved in a couple of days. A cave is our only safest option." Severin nodded in approval. Sofia might be the daughter of a sect leader, but she was not arrogant at all. Such an attitude was truly commendable. After all, some young women from upper-class families feel as though they are superior to ordinary people, especially if those young women were the daughters of patriarchs. The two of them chatted with each other as they found themselves arriving at a small village not far from the city. The village was very quiet, and the pleasant

Sofia said, her voice shaking as she pulled him from the dying vines. "Is home the place we're going, Sofia, or is it just the place where we're going to fall?" Nomo asked as the forest began to scream with the arrival of the Mother’s first scouts.

ROSALINA P.O.V The village looked like something out of a dream. The streets were made of old, smooth stones, and the buildings were covered in vines that turned gold in the afternoon sun. Sofia walked beside me, her arm linked with mine. She knew everyone. Every few steps, she would stop to shout a greeting in Italian to a shopkeeper or an old woman sitting on a porch.