"HAHAHA YOU LITTLE BRAT! GROWN ENOUGH TO TALK BACK TO YOUR FATHER NOW? IT SEEMS THAT ONE OF YOUR SLAVES HAVE BEEN A BAD INFLUENCE, GUESS ILL GET RID OF THEM!"
The more words that came out of her father's mouth the more enraged Yael got... she never thought a day like this would come. But when her father said he would "get rid of" Jean she couldn't take it anymore and grabbed a fork and lit it on fire with her magic
"Hnnn what's this?! You dare to fight your father?!" He said in amusement
"I WONT LET YOU HURT JEAN. I WONT ALLOW IT!" Yael shouted as she further clenched her fork, but this time she held it like a sword.
...
"Hanging out with those slaves made you weak! Is this all it takes to anger you now a days?!" Her father said as he slowly got up from his chair
"I'M NOT WEAK! AND HOW DARE YOU SLANDER MY FRIENDS"
"Hah... Prove it then! Fight me and show me you are still the daugther I knew!" He said as he lit his fists on fire and got ready to take her attacks
The 6 year old girl rushed forward holding her flaming "sword" in her hands in attempts to attack her father.
[6y/o Yael : HOW DARE YOU SPEAK ABOUT JEAN LIKE THAT]
Her rage only made her attacks more predictable and less clean leaving her with many openings
As time went by the rate at which Yael swung her weapon lessened as her body kept getting burned just by getting close to her father's fists
...
Yael's weapon was flung out of her hands finally when her dad landed a hit on one of her wrists, slightly fracturing it.
"AHHH" she screeched out as she held her broken wrist in her other hand
"...You disappoint me, Yael....Is this all you amount to? Blame that slave of yours! It's because of her that instead of you spending your time honing your swordsmanship you are busy frolicking around the garden and having tea parties!" Her father said as he dusted of specks of dirt from his sleeves
"That's not!... T-that's..."
Before she could rebuke back at her father she came to realize... maybe it was Jean's fault?
[6y/o Yael : N-no... Jean has no affect on me!]
even though that was what Yael thought, the seed of hatred was already planted in her mind
"Jean has nothing to do with this father!"
"Hnnn really? Then how do you explain the state you are in right now? I remember when you were young you could spar with me for longer than this!" He said as he looked at Yael with eyes filled with disgust
As Yael heard those words the seed that was planted in her mind started to sprout... was it Jean's fault?
[6y/o Yael : Tsk!.. What father said was right! I have grown weaker...]
"Father... I can explain! I-"
"I don't want to hear your excuses... Clearly you are a lazy little brat who can't handle being my daugther! If you want to still be my daugther you must marry the prince of Xinthri! "
"N-no! Daddy!"
"ENOUGH! IF YOU CAN'T EVEN DO THAT THEN WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE?"
"...I'll go back to my room then father..."
But before Yael could open the door to go back to her room her father shot a fireball at her that set the enormous bow on her head on flames
"HAH, HOW FOOLISH! YOU STILL THINK I WANT YOU IN MY ESTATE? GET OUT, YOUR NO LONGER APART OF THIS HOUSE, AND YOU ARE NO LONGER MY DAUGTHER"
...
Yael couldn't say anything back... she didn't even know what to say. But how could you, when the person you loved the most says those things to you? The only thing the 6 year old girl could do was cry as she stood still
"It seems you finally understand!.. I want you out... But since you used to serve me well, I will allow you to go and say goodbye to your slaves!"
...
As Yael walked out the dining hall she was filled with sadness and hatred... Not towards her father... but towards Jean
[6y/o Yael : How could she!.. After everything I've done for her and her son! This is how she repays me!]
The only thing she thought about was how Jean "wronged" her, as she finally reached Jean's room she burned down the door and marched in.
"Ms. Yael?! What are you doing?! Your dad is going to be mad when he sees what you did to the door!" Jean said as she rushed to Yael