The Curse Of A Ravens Daughter

Prologue

Raven Cadell, the fourteen year old bastard daughter of the counts family. Born out of wedlock after her father spent a night with a street performer and took the child once she was born to avoid scandals.

She was named Raven by her stepmother, her dark black hair resembleing a Ravens wing when blowing in the wind. Raven knew she wasn't a "real child" her step siblings would never let her live it down.

They didn't really like her, they thought she was creepy or a witch! Due to her long black her, dark way of dressing, and almost emotionless chocolate brown eyes that would bore into your soul if you stared long enough.

Her life was...fine till they brought in her, Dove they called her, Dove! Dove! Dove! Are saviour from the horrendous Raven! Her blossoming light pink her and beautiful blue eyes, A large contrast between her and Raven.

Raven hated her, she despised her, loathed her, and Dove acted completely innocent. Taking Ravens things without asking, using the stupid excuse "sister looked so pretty! Dove wanted to try and look as pretty as her!" She'd always exclaim.

Raven hated it, Dove was twelve, sure she was raised by commoners but she shouldn't refer to herself as dove! Raven knew dove had malicious intent whenever she returned whatever she "borrowed" it would be ruined.

Raven worked too hard just for some random commoner child to steal everything she's worked for! Even Ravens servants have turned on her, Ravens never treated them harshly!

Raven knew she would just get herself in a worse position if she retaliated against Dove, she had to leave, Ravens gut told her so. Raven decided she would go to The Northern Grand Duke, a female warrior she gained the title of grand duke from her father as the only successor.

Raven wasn't dumb like dove, she knew she needed a reason to be adopted...magic raven could learn magic. How will this turn out and will she be able to get adopted?