Aurora is a small child.
She is young and unaware of the dangers that lie in this world....or more accurately, in her world.
Her little world in her little palace which isn't quite little at all; with her little black dress which people call 'kefta' and her little room which people fear.
Aurora is a small child and she doesn't understand the little secrets that flutter in the palace halls. The little words of maids, carefully passed to little people of the little palace.
She doesn't understand why she isn't allowed to meet the people that flaunt in the halls in vibrant keftas. She doesn't understand why her mother dislikes the soverennyi, she doesn't understand why people distance themselves from her.
But most of all, she doesn't understand why she is to meet a young boy with bleach blonde hair and a jutted chin, she doesn't understand why she has to be drenched in silks in order to meet the said boy.
And sometimes when she's hiding in the kitchen with Genya to grab a midnight snack, she hears a soft murmur in the wind.
Words like promised and prince.
Aurora is a small child but she thinks she understands.
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Call me : Darkness
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