Sophia walked through the double doors of the hall and walked up to me and Charlotte. We both stood at the side and once she was close to us, we bowed. “Princess Sophia” we chorused.
Thanks to the goddess, I was able to know her title when Prince Archie was around. I could not imagine the type of chaos that would have ensued when her palm hit my cheeks because I did not know it. The chaos on my cheek was sure to make me go crazy.
I have never been hit once by anyone in the Crimson Red mansion. Yelled at, yes. Mocked, yes. Humiliated, yes, but not once did any form of hit or beating come to me, which, in a way, I was grateful for.
My mother never raised her hand at me, and I do not think now, as an adult, I would love to be beaten. I had yet to see Sophia as a nice person to anyone in th
