Readers POV
Elizabeth Liones was 17 years old and lived in a small town in Brittania. Her father had died a year earlier leaving her with her two stepsisters Margret, Veronica, and her stepmother. Her sisters and always been kind to her unlike her stepmother who would physically and mentally abuse her.
Furthermore, The Holy War had just begun and demons and goddesses were fighting and using towns and villages like battle grounds.
"GET UP YOU BRAT!" her stepmother yelled, "ALWAYS ACTING LAZY LIKE A LITTLE PRINCESS, GET OUT OF YOUR ROOM AND DO SOMETHING!!", she screamed with rage while banging on her bedroom door.
Elizabeth walked out of her bedroom only to meet her raging stepmother.
"So the princess has finally decided to get up huh, probably messing with that long ass hair of yours." Her stepmother snapped as she pulled Elizabeth's hair making her tumble to the ground.
"G- good morning m- mother." Elizabeth whispered while praying she would go away.
"Go and mop the floors you brat, you already wasted enough time!" her stepmother snapped.
Elizabeth quickly stood up from the floor and hurried downstairs only to meet her two older sisters. Margret and Veronica were her stepmother's biological daughters, but they treated her nicely.
"Good morning Elizabeth, did you sleep well?" Veronica asks.
"Well as always!" Elizabeth said with a fake smile, "what about you two? How was your night?"
"Fine, I suppose." Veronica replies, her sister Margret shook her head in agreement.
After their small conversation, Elizabeth began her daily chores; mop the floor, take out the trash, feed the animals, cut the firewood, buy some food, do laundry, and do other chores around the house. Normally her chores would take her a few hours, but they have been taking more time because of the Holy War. For example, it was more difficult to buy food because it was out of stock. Elizabeth had started mop the floor when her stepmother walked in.
"And what do you think you are doing brat?" her stepmother snapped
"Cleaning the floors as you asked." Elizabeth replied as her stepmother stomped near her, her breath stank of liquor and she smelled of smoke. Just then, her mother smacked her hard against her cheek.
"GO BUY ME SOME FOOD, CAN'T YOU SEE IM STARVING??" she yelled while smacking her again
Elizabeth's eyes begin to water as she fell to the ground, she tried to get up when her mother kicked her brutally in the stomach.
"YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING BITCH, GET OUT, OUT!" her stepmother screamed as she kicked Elizabeth.
Elizabeth hurried outside before her mother could catch her again, it was still early in the morning and she was already beaten and bruised. Elizabeth knew the door would be locked until late at night so she might as well go into the village.
The village was quite far from Elizabeth's cottage which was located on the other side of the forest. When she arrived an hour later, the village was filled with people as always so all Elizabeth could get was the leftovers of what the village had. But, there wasn't a big chance that the three silver coins she has can be useful. Elizabeth purchased a bandage wrap and a small can of soup from a kind man.
But then suddenly, an awfully loud sound filled the village; a war horn.
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I hope you guys enjoyed this!! I'm not a good writer so please list any suggestions or comments down below 😙 ty
