For the nth time I stared at my own reflection. I am contemplating whether I should put a red lipstick to annoy aunt Maita or should I be an obedient grand-daughter just for this day?
"Miss Lavander, they're already waiting for you outside." My personal hand maiden remind me for the nth time.
I threw my precious dagger at her that made her flinch.
"I'm not a deaf person to be reminded again, stop reminding me every second like I have a stupid dementia," I said with a gritted teeth while I am applying a b****y red lipstick it to my lips. Thanks to her she made me choose to wear this lipstick.
I was so pissed at my hand maiden so, instead of wearing a black hat with a black veil. I pull out my deep red hat with a red veil. I smirk at my own reflection. What a wonderful day to annoy my re
