Chapter 3

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Everything started when I was 4 years old. As always, Duchess Vierra would lock me up in that cold tower wearing old dirty clothes. Sometimes, my room would be empty whenever I did a mistake. There is no bed nor a lamp to light the night when the moon is at its peak. It was pure torture for a 4-year-old to have yet Duchess Vierra remains heartless.

When I started to slowly obey her, the bed came, lights are finally here yet there was no fire to keep me warm in that cold place. I endured my little body shaking in the cold and countless nights suffering from fever because I couldn't handle the cold very well. There was no one to nurse me, nor someone to take good care of me. I was all alone in that damn place.

When I turned 5, I started to roam the walls of the manor secretly without the eyes of Duchess Vierra. I would sneak into the kitchen to steal food because the servants won't give me decent meals each time. They would always give me stale bread and cold soup and hot water. It's a strange meal for a child to have which made me think to steal food in the kitchen.

I would always steal some hot baked bread or a potato just to eat. I wasn't caught, and for me, it was fun. For months, I would always go to the kitchen sneaking to steal food and the servants found out that a thief was stealing the food of the Aristocrats. To not get caught, I stayed in that cold room again in the tower so Duchess Vierra won't suspect me.

When the suspicion is finally gone, I sneaked out going to the kitchen again. I stole some fresh apples and bananas and while I was strolling in the hallways, I saw a strange door slightly open. My curiosity, I went inside and my eyes sparkled in awe to see millions of different books gathered on each shelf. It was huge and beautiful. I started to roam around and picked up a book that I took an interest in.

"Epee... wee... aaaa..." I started to read out loud. I couldn't read very well, even I can't speak very well because I am still 5 years old. I still read through the pages of the book even though I don't understand a single word in that book. Now, I have two destinations that I would sneak into. To the kitchen, then to the library.

Each day, without the eyes of Duchess Vierra I would sneak out and read books all day and night while stealing food. As days goes by, I started to learn words that I read from the book and I became fluent each day.

"The pairy said to the nutkarker, 'I will wait for you mah lab..." I read out loud again as I read through the pages. I laughed, smiled, was confused, amused, and cried in that book. I slowly understood words and the paragraphs in the book for a week of reading straight.

The next day, as usual, I went to the kitchen to steal another food than on my way to the library. As I walk in these open hallways, I stumbled upon a beautiful garden. There was a huge fountain with a woman statue, a tree, and a veranda surrounded with many grass and beautiful flowers and covered with vines and leaves on it. I sat down in the grass leaning against the wall, feeling the warm air embracing me.

It's been a while since a last bathed under the warm weather. I was always inside the tower, locked and abused by Duchess Vierra.

"Woah, you look so dirty." A young boy came to me with a blank and blunt eye looking at me. It made me feel weird so I ignored him and look away.

"Are you a servant? You're too young to be a servant here..." He continues to speak and I continue to ignore him.

"Do you know how to talk? Are you a slave to in this family?" I turn to look at him with grumpy eyes.

"Pirst of all, I am not a slabe. Second of all, I live here. Third of all, I am not a servant, mister who you are." I answered.

"You can't talk well," he said. I rolled my eyes. Of course, I can't! I'm a baby! We stayed quiet and I looked at him, his clothes adorned with expensive jewels and he looks neat and handsome. What attracted me the most is his red-ruby eyes. It was beautiful — shining under the sun like a fire igniting something.

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