17th June 1613
The sun beams down on the castle. Everybody is happy. Decorations are hung all over the town and the castles gates are wide open, people rushing in and out every second. Tables are covered in white table cloths with the most elegant middle centrepieces filled with brightly coloured flowers. There were presents piling in by the hour varying from all shape and sizes. The town was getting ready for the marriage of Lord Alexander Preec and Lady Angelica Twich. They were to marry tomorrow! Everything of course had to be perfect as always. Or was it?"Dad this is so itchy" groans Delly staring into the mirror looking at the beautiful but itchy bright red dress she had to wear, ugh she hated formal events. Having to talk to people she secretly hated and plaster on a smile and shake everybody's hands. It was just infuriating.
"Delly it's your older sisters wedding you can put up with it and be nice for the whole day, you better not ruin it" said her father Lord Twich through gritted teeth coming up behind her doing his tie up.
"Can't I just leave after a couple of hours nobody would notice" complained Delly groaning and throwing her head back.
"Your sister would notice now stop being a spoiled brat, take that dress off hang it up neatly and snap out of that attitude" yelled her father "I've honestly had enough of you, your 15 years old now for heavens sake act your age"
Delly rolls her eyes in frustration as she goes back to her room, taking off her dress for tomorrow as she puts on a simple skirt, corset and blouse on, that will be good enough for a walk. Delly undid her hair of the elegant hairstyle they had done for her for the big day. Delly let her hair stay loose and replaced her heels for a pair of boots. She then stormed out her room she just needed to to get some fresh air so she decided to sneak out of castle which was easy enough, nobody was paying attention to her and only cared about the wedding being the most grand event of the year, of course only the richest and most powerful were invited. As Delly walked along the streets she wasn't looking where she was going and walk straight into somebody."I'm so sorry" says Delly quickly "I was just lost in thought, are you okay? God I'm so stupid"
"Hey it's fine" says the girl taking her hand to calm her "I'm hanna"
"Delly" she says shaking her hand
"No way I thought I recognised you" says Hanna "your older sister is the one getting married isn't she"
"Yeah, yeah that's right"
"Why are you out of the castle then aren't you supposed to be going through all the last minute stuff for tomorrow?"
"Yeah I just needed to take a minute to clear my head"
"Come with me then I know the perfect place"
Hanna pulls Delly with her as the girls run through the town hand in hand, they couldn't care less about the looks they were getting. They exited the town to a nearby woods as they ran deeper and deeper in they just started spinning in circles, jumping around just being the careless teenagers they were, both laughing and chatting about there lives sharing funny stories and having unlady like chuckles they could never do infront of other people as it was appropriate to do so, but the woods they were just so free. They then reached a lake and Hanna started to strip down to her undergarments.
Hanna then looks up at Delly's confused face.Hanna smiles out here screaming "Last one in is a rotten egg"
As Delly finally understood she started taking her of her clothes too and then the girls jumped in one after another laughing hysterically.
"Why are you dressed like a commoner anyway?" asks Hanna
Delly shrugs in response "just trying to be ignored if I'm dressed like most of the town it means I'm taken less notice of"
"Why would you want to fit in your literally lord Twich's daughter you live in a castle your never gonna go hungry, have ripped clothes or fight your own battles"
"Is it wrong that I wish I wasn't a lords daughter" says Delly
"What is so bad about it to you?" Asks Hanna "from where I'm standing your literally living any persons dream life"
"Yeah but having to always act a certain way gets so boring" says Delly "I wish I could do stuff like this all the time"
"Pros and cons to everything I guess" says Hanna shrugging "Still I would literally kill for some of the food you get to eat"
They both start laughing again some more as they splash each other with water"
Delly gets back home, she tip toes up the stairs as she enters her room she finds her father with a murderous expression painted on his face.
"Where have you been" yells her father "I've been sitting here for hours whilst you've been out throwing your childish tantrum"
"I just went to clear my head" says Delly whispering
"Why are you wet and your clothes are ruined you insufferable child, why do you do this to me?"
"I just tripped and fell into a puddle" says Delly trying not to shake as she fiddles with her fingers.
"So what this puddle was so huge it completely soaked you, your hair is literally dripping do you think me to be stupid? I do hope your happy young lady"
"I.." starts Delly on the verge of crying she had never seen her father so mad I mean yeah they had fights before but this just felt so much worse. She wanted her mum back ever since she had left, she had just felt alone in the world. That her life was just and endless cycle of misery that day after day she had hoped things would get better and Hanna did make her feel better, for once the hours they had spent together had flown past but it was only at the end when Hanna...
"You know what I've had enough" shouted her father interrupting her thoughts" He got up slamming the door on the way out as it slammed it made Delly jump. She held in her tears as she took off her wet clothes and climbed into her cold and empty bed it was only when she was under the covers was when she finally broke down. Every time she tried to compose herself more tears would just keep flooding down her cheeks. Then finally once all the tears her body could produce ended she clung to her knees to her chest and then finally fell asleep.
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Delly
RomanceSet in the 1600s Delly Twich lives a tough life for it then to become better or does it...