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𝒟𝑒𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝒪𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓈,

𝑜𝒽 𝓂𝓎 𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉! 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝒾𝓈𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓂𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹. 𝒮𝓊𝓂𝓂𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓉𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓈 𝓌𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝓈 𝐼 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒𝒹. 𝐼𝓉 𝒹𝑒𝑒𝓂𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝒹𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜𝑜 𝒻𝒶𝓇 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓀 𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒. 𝐻𝑒'𝓈 𝓂𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓅𝑒𝑜𝓅𝓁𝑒 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝓅𝑜𝓀𝑒 𝑜𝒻.

𝒩𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓈, 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝑜 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓈𝒾𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓁 𝓌𝑒 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 1𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓃𝑒𝓍𝓉 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝓉𝒽. 𝑀𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉𝓈 𝓊𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝒸𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓃 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉. 𝒮𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓂𝓂𝑒𝓇 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝐼 𝒻𝒾𝓉 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓉 𝓉𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝑒𝓃𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒, 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓂𝓈 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒹𝒾𝒹 𝑒𝓍𝒶𝒸𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒽𝑒𝓇. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝓇𝓊𝒾𝓈𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝒹𝒶𝓎. 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝑜 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉𝓇𝓎𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒷𝓊𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈.

𝐻𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇, 𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝒽𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝑔𝒽𝑜𝓈𝓉, 𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝒻𝓊𝓈𝑒𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓃 𝓊𝓅 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔. 𝐼𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓇𝒾𝒻𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑒𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓏𝒶𝓇𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹. 𝑀𝓎 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝒶 𝒷𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝑜𝑜𝓃, 𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝓋𝒾𝓉𝑒𝒹. 𝐻𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇, 𝒾𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝑜 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓊𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔.

𝒲𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓉𝒽𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓇𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒜𝓃𝓃𝑒, 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝒾𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒹𝑜𝑒𝓈 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝓃 𝓈𝓊𝒻𝒻𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒮𝑒𝒷𝒶𝓈𝓉𝒾𝒶𝓃 𝒮𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌. 𝒩𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓈, 𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝑜 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒹, 𝓈𝑜 𝐼 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝒶𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉.

𝒮𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒜𝓃𝓃𝑒,

𝐸𝒾𝓇𝒶

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The sunset above the stately home in the middle of the countryside. The colours of gold and pink swirled the sky like one of those beautifully crafted paintings you see hung up in an art gallery in the middle of London. Theo was yet to return from his business meetings, I was hiding in my room from my mother's tongue. She had already scolded me for spending half of my day in the study, rewriting countless letters to Ominis.

Truly, I struggled writing onto the paper, conveying my true emotions and thoughts to paper, seemed to be foreign. I finally sent one off to him, and praying he would attend the ball mother was throwing in three days time. The Gaunt family was an incredible alliance to have, my mother would say, everything about this ball was to comfort the Gaunts, from their favourite wines, to favourite desserts.

My mother so wanted the approval of the Gaunts, so much, that she wanted me to spending the summer squeezing into this tiny corset to impress them, I think she is hoping it ends in an alliance with them. However, I bid not.

"Eira!" My mother's voice echoed from the bottom of the staircase. I tightly shut my eyes, before exhaling deeply.

"Yes mother?" I responded with the perfect soft tone.

"Come hither! I shall need your imput." She snapped.

"Of course." I walked away from my desk, down to my mother. It seemed this summer was never ending.