The reflection on herself...

The day was cold, there was a wicked wind which blew, teasing the homeless people, trying to house themselves as much as they possibly can.During this particular winter night, was the duke's daughter's birthday, Acelina. They were both in a carriage, sitting there and just looking out of the window, to see a beautiful atmosphere of trees covered in snow.

Even if Acelina was only seven years old, she was very pretty, anyone who would look at her will lose themselves in her pretty face, specially her dark blue eyes, which would feel like a starry night everytime her eyes shone with happiness, her hair was blonde, platinium blonde to be more precise, which during that era, was one of the criterias for becoming empress, as the hair colour was very rare. Her skin was as light a the snow outside.

Her hair was long and straight, but slightly curled at the ends, she looked like a princess, but it was actually her real self, she doesn't like to wear make up, she has always wanted to be a warrior, and was not concerned at all about politics.

She glanced at her father, hoping for him to say something, at least to greet her. She would often wish her mother was still alive, and wondered wgat kind of family they would have been.

Her father doesn't look at her face, let alone talk to her, but she knew that her maids and butlers would secretly observe everything she does, and they report it to her father.

To this day, she still has not behaved poorly, and she has already learnt about etiquettes a long while ago, her manners were all reached to perfection, whenever her father would talk to her, he would say: "Perfect all your manners, I want everything about you to be perfect, I don't want anyone to look down on me."

The duke would say that in a rather cold and harsh voice. Acelina often wonders, why did her mother had to die? Her father probably thinks it was because of her, and so wouls Acelina go on with those endless thoughts only here to annoy her.

Acelina was still in the carriage, waiting to reach the party, where all of her supposedly friners were wairing for her.

*She sat there, wonderig in hiw much tome will she be able to escape 5his todture, and she was not sure...

The wind was still there, haunting her, forcing her to remember last year's birthday party, where she* almost got killed by assasins! she was very worried about that, what if it was not only her this time?

Even if Acelina was cheerful and kind, people would often gossip about her, for absolutely no reason, and they only annoy her, but she has to refrain herself from losing control over ridiculous things.

Acelina wants to be the good girl, the perfect girl for her father to refer her to, she was often frustrated.

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