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Elana's pov

I slowly awake ,my eyes open the sun shone and glistened threw my room, the warm light tickling my skin. Dread soon filled my stomach whirling and churning as my hand maid knocked on the door calling my name echoing threw out the room.

"Elana" she called softly. Aida's warm face came to mind, her small hunched fragile frame. Her grey fading wispy hair ,popping out her *wimple. Her face round and wrinkles all telling there individual story wise and knowledgeable.   

"Its time, can I come in milady"

"yes you may "I call sitting up in bed waiting for her.

As the door opens she rushed in gave me a warm wary smile ,hurried and panic in her face. She always panics mind you so its nothing different than usual I thought. Aida's small frame darted in and out different dusty cupboards looking for all my travel items. After grabbing everything she turned to me I gaze out the window watching the birds free singing and dancing with each other.

"Elana?" calling out to me 

"Elana my dear " she came up to me gently resting her hand in mine, I glanced down at the small woman, her eyes pooling like two black lakes. I just staired at her and gave her a weakly smile.

" I'm going to miss you the most Aida " I whispered and pulled her in for a hug. Aida treats me more like a a daughter. My mother died when I was young , she was murdered by one of the knights at the time. My father became bitter and cruel because of it and one of his cruel acts shipping me off to marry some prince.

"And I you " she looked at me and kissed my forehead gently stroking my hair 

she places all my boxes on the edge of my bed and starts packing my clothes, I watch my dresses, under busts and under garments all get packed first.

" does he know Elana ?" she carry's on packing, my jewellery and makeup starts going in.

"know what ?" 

she looks at me and then looks at my body making me shiver.

"the fact that you are not fully a woman"

I look down and sigh. I know he wont understand the fact I'm trans. no one does I've always been portrait as a princess since I was young, My mother first noticed and convinced my father to let me express being a girl and its always been like that. only father, aida and my brother knows about it, father wouldn't let the others know he's too ashamed of me. 

"Elana" she cooed and placed her hand on mine

"I just ... its father he wont let me, I thought maybe I tell the prince and he will not want me it was my master plan to get out of it however I'm afraid father said it'll put shame on the family and would disallow me ever telling him" I laugh a little at my "masterplan".

Aida smiled and held my hands

"come let me show you something"


*wimple - form of headdress formed of a large piece of cloth draped around the neck chin and head.

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