I was sitting in my children's room. The walls were still bare, no pictures hung on the wall, only books were stacked next to my bed and the blood-red carpet was the only colored thing here.
Next to me was the gift that my father had brought me. Even today, on my seventeenth birthday, he could not be there. He was never there.
But- In a year I would be old enough to finally run away. Run far away from him and this house.
Father guarded me here like a treasure, hidden from the other people, I was not allowed to take lessons, was taught at home.
It was like a cage I lived in.
I gently wrapped up the gift. A velvet bag enveloped the cold iron blade, which flashed out. It was a dagger, with small green emeralds.
They had the same color as my eyes.
I hated my eyes, they were the same ones my father had.
In the handle of the dagger was a name carved in, my name. It was a great gift, I was serious about that. Next to the dagger was a note.
"For my princess,
Hopefully this dagger always protects you
Hopefully this dagger always accompanies you
Your Prince"
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