In 1815, Lilith Radcliff has always had the perfect life in Germany as the daughter of an Earl. But when a threat is made against her family she is now forced to flee to London, England. Now starting a new life she must participate in the social eve...
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" Ariel! Grab your bags and stuff as much as you can! Maids, stuff as much in the carriage as you can, Hurry!" My mother yelled. " Mother, Father and Lily are back!" Ariel yelled running outside. "Why is she covered in blood?" My mother questioned. " Lily, grab as much as you can, we're leaving now." my father commanded.
I ran to my room as fast as I could and shoved as many dresses, books and memories in my bags as possible. I could hear horses and men in the distance and threw my bags in the carriage. I told the driver to get on the road, my sister and mother begged for me to get in the carriage as it drove away. I followed behind with a pistol in my saddlebag. Suddenly gunshots were being fired and the manor I once loved was being burned to the ground.
I woke up in my new bed in London with the birds squawking away.
" Lilith! Wake up!" my mother yelled. " Madam, I don't want your mother to get angry with me again." Emily responded. " My mother will have to become a lady of the night in order for me to get out of bed for this stupid event." I answered as I rolled to the other side of the bed. "Lilith, I know you are up now please get out of bed!" she yelled again. I stayed still, suddenly water crashed onto my face.
" How dare you!" I screamed. " Emily, get some maids to clean this up while Lilith gets dressed." my mother instructed. " Yes, my countess." Emily replied, rushing away.
My mother had her maids come in and start dressing me. My mother wanted to highlight my prominent features, so she tightened my corset to lift my breast. I really wanted to kill her for that but I could hardly breathe. I was placed in a white dress with pearls placed all around the skirt. They tried to place my hair in a slick bun but my curly hair just would not go according to plan, just like me. My mother then proceeded to string pearls all around my hair to make up for my bird nest. I could tell my mother was happy looking at the mirror seeing a daughter she had always wanted instead of the one her husband had corrupted. One of the maids handed me stark white gloves onto my hands and walked down the stairs to see my sister in a white dress with gold laurel leaf accents all on the dress. Of course she looked like the perfect daughter with a smooth bun that had a beautiful tiara placed upon it. My father walked out of his study with a smoking pipe in his hand which my mother took the moment she got down the stairs, but I craved to be smoking his tobacco later after this as a sweet reward. My mother on the other hand thought of it as a terrible habit. Ariel couldn't stop looking at herself in the mirror making sure she was perfect for the ton to see her German beauty.But her beauty wasn't the standard of our ancestors with her silky, straight blonde hair.
" Girls, you look wonderful." My father said as he kissed our foreheads. " I never thought in a million years I would present both of you together. " my mother replied. " I hope we make you proud momma." Ariel said, as if she couldn't suck up even more. " You make us proud everyday, now let's get in the carriage." Father instructed.
Our parents rushed us into our black carriage with our friesians pulling them along. My sister, mother and I rode in the carriage while my father rode on our prized horse, Jethro. I could tell my mother was nervous being in the carriage due to all the footmen having pistols on them in case of an emergency after last year. Once we got there we made our way through Grosvenor Square, it was a beautiful little town that was in a sense a wall to the palace. The golden gates before the palace were beautiful, as if we were entering the gates of heaven. As we got out of the carriage, I could see all the men staring at my sisterAll the ladies were escorted to a drawing room where they would gossip and put the last minute touches onto their looks. But I could care last about this while my sister was caught up in the moment. I could hear the mothers and their daughters talking about my sister and I mostly because we were new and never had been seen before, I quickly grabbed my mother's hand due to my panic as the trumpet sounded off. One by one the ladies would walk out till it was finally our turn to be presented.
