Bianca Ruha Monroe. That is my name. My grandfather is the one who named me. How I wish he was here with me right now... But I guess God loved him more. He died when I was 14 years old, due to old age. I was born into a wealthy family of merchants but we didn't attain any noble status because we didn't contribute anything 'Praiseworthy enough' to our Kingdom. But we still make better and I'm grateful that I don't find hardships growing up.
I finally turn 16 this year. Sadly, I can't have my debutante balls like the other noble ladies I read in romance novels, where they meet their fated partners or even like the other commoner coming-of-age ceremony. The reason is-
"What do we do? We lost all of our MONEY!" Another loud crash can be heard. My family blames each other for the losses of their investment. We almost ended up living in the streets until finally, my uncle gave a proposal, to marry me off to become the wife of an elder Viscount I did not know of. To become his 'fourth wife'. And my parents... approved it.
And of course, I ran away when I had the chance. That day, I passed the winter storm all by myself with both anger and pain in my heart. My family has destroyed everything my grandfather has built into ashes...
Not long later, a war has started. A war between the Kingdom of Erahyrl and The Xerion Empire. I did not expect to see myself serving in the war in order to live. I served in the war for years and when the war was finally over, I worked as a maid in the Imperial Palace in search of better pay and to finally be able to live my life. But... I did not expect by just working here, I might be closer to my own end...
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐲𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭'𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐝
RomanceBianca runs away on her wedding day and cuts ties with her family. Not long later, a war spread the continents like wildfire leaving Bianca no choice but to join the army of the Xerion Empire, and the war lasted for another few years. After the war...
