The Prologue
Knock. Knock.
"Sorry to disturb you Miss, however Mrs Rosewood has asked me to account for your whereabouts?"
I felt the remainder of my stomach drop to the floor. "Tell mum I'll be there directly Cassandra." I intended to answer within a normal range but my voice betrayed me by breaking on the last note. I heard Cass hesitate behind the old dark oak door for a moment. "It'll be alright Miss. We will all be right there the entire time" her soft voice echoed through the cracks of wood. I took a steadying breath before speaking so my voice didn't reveal the best of me again. "Thanks Cass, go on now. Before mother sends the Calvary for us both." Once I heard her scurry away down the hall I stood from my bed and walked a ways, across my creaky dark wooded floorboards to stare directly at my reflection in my large slightly faded mirror that hung on my wall.
I looked the part I couldn't deny that. I sighed. Had there been someone of my own choosing awaiting me down there I might even be pleased in this moment. My thick black wavy hair shone silky within the illuminating light, hung graciously even to my waist, parting evenly down the sides of my angled jaw structure, a beautifully handcrafted crowned headpiece that had been gifted to me from my grandmother, made from intertwined twigs, sticks and white daisies rested gently upon my head. My eye make-up was quite dark and smokey to compliment my extraordinarily light brown almost light orange coloured eyes, my lips were a pale pink which made you look just long enough. My tailored dress was the true show stopper though. An all tan coloured to suit my olive complexion, sweetheart neck line, long sleeved, corseted, ball gown. I almost didn't even recognise myself. I mean honestly, what more could a girl ask for? As a single tear over spilled my eye as my body betrayed my true self yet again, I knew of at least one thing this girl would ask for...
"I can do this! I can do this! I can do this!" I muttered to my reflection. All I have to do is get through this stupid show and then, then just take one day at a time. I can do that at least. One day at a time.
I wiped my tear away and attempted to rearrange my facial features into some sort of smile. The girl looking back at me looked half tortured but it was the best I could muster.
Knock, knock.
Sh*t. "Sorry Cass! I was just doing finial touches. I am coming now!" I said hastily as I looked one last time longingly at the free girl in the mirror, before dragging my feet towards the door. The voice that answered however stopped me dead in my tracks.
"Ellanora? It's me. Er, Sorry. I was wondering if we can talk quickly?"
