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One day, she woke up as a tragic girl at the end of her line, she had known herself by many names before but one was most certainly the only possible option left for her to live with.
Matilda, a plain name as any.
Was the name hers in this life or shouldn't she change it once she gets the chance?
For now, Matilda will work as a name, just like how the voice of the Saints told her it would.
It is unforgivable to live a life like a fiddle as her mother always taught her but her mother now lies 6 feet down in an unmarked grave. That's why Matilda must be the master of her own Fate, but every time she goes on her own, bad things happen, especially that last bit of trouble with Vivian.
So, she must listen and let the Saints guide her, she must abandon her honor in order to do the thing that the Saints want the most.
« Pick that up! »
« Cast that spell! »
« Save that child! »
« Pick that herb! »
« Buy that item! »
« Attack this! »
« Talk to that! »
« Escape from that! »
« Parry! Dodge! Attack! Forward! Backward! Left! Right! Right! Left! Left! Left! »
« LEFT! »
« LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEFT...
And it happened again.
She broke.
« Man, this is buggy as fuck. »
A strong shiver ran through Matilda's body and... it all stopped... for now.
Blackness!
She should have listened... now it will start all over again.
***
"Your Highness, we have arrived."
Descending from his gilded carriage pulled by four white horses, the Prince turned around and looked at the maiden descending after him as he smiled and lent her a hand.
"Shall we?" He asked.
"My Prince... this is so much already. I can't be seen in such a dress in front of people." The girl spoke as she tried to pull up her dress to cover as much of her thin shoulders as possible.
"Dear Matilda, this is one of those days that even I have to swallow the bitter pill and go with the most lavish things. Tonight, we represent all our great nation's young men and women." He said warmingly and helped her down.
She was dressed in a lovely yellow dress which he complemented with his lilac formal suit. They dressed lavishly indeed since around them the entire world was revolving.
In the fine morning, a long carpet stretched out beneath the feet of the individuals standing in organized rows on either side of the carriage. This carpet led to an extensive garden situated close to the Ceremonial Hall.
Everyone chattered about how the Prince and his date were a match made in heaven. Despite the difference in class, the young lady was sponsored by the Temple since her childhood and has been given the best treatment and education, and even the first queen has displayed favor towards her. And the prince is the young lion of Great Eldgard, a talent hardly seen in a thousand years yet so humble and loving to his subjects and friends.
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