Chapter 3(Elizabeth Pov)

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Life as female sucks. It gets worse if your aroace. Even worse if your the hottest and most desired female in town. Even worse is being Non-Binary and still considered a female! Forced marriages that I have had to run from, drooling boys, etc. That is my life and it has been that way for 19 years of my life. Being famous has downsides you know. But it also has advantages. Like  different merchants giving me free stuff, like different linens,  cloths and food. Talking about food, here comes a merchant with a basket of carrots. He offers them to me, and, once I take them, he bows deeply after which he leaves. 

As I continue strolling down the narrow street and receiving gifts, I have to take a detour back to my cabin to drop off the multiple gifts from vendors. I unlock the door, stroll in, close the door behind me and collapse on my bed. It isnt even lunch and I'm exhausted. My mom calls for me from the kitchen and I  get up and stumble in. I plop my ass down on a chair and listen to my mom rant to me about how I should have been married already in her heavy british accent. " A young lady like you should have been married 2 years ago!" and more things like that. 

After listening to my mother monologue for another hour, I manage to escape the house. It's going to be sunset in a few hours, and I remember that I was planned to meet up with my friend at bar. I smile at thought of him. His tan skin, his short curly hair and  his dark brown eyes. I start walking down the street, but that's when a guy barrels past me faster than a bullet and  I hear behind me "Hey, come back here you bastard!"


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