The Axe in The Tree

Chapter 6

 No matter what excuse I made to not go to the ball my father refused to listen.
"You are going to the ball Florence. End of story." Was how he ended the conversation in my chambers before slamming the door as he left.
I doubt he even meant to slam the door.
I took more after my mother than I did my father.
Sure I had my father's dark eyes and dark hair, but I was not as tall and as commanding as he was.
My father was the leader of men, I lead my younger sister around and let her friends put flowers in my hair.
I changed into the gray armor my father had insisted that I wear and looked at myself in the mirror.
Dark colored skin, black hair, black eyes, and short.
I wasn't as short as a dwarf, but I was below average for my people.
The armor was way to large as well.
The chest plate expanded farther than my chest and even though the armor was pretty I could not even force myself to fit into it.
My father and I talked it over and I agreed to go to the ball as long as I did not have to wear this horribly huge armor.
My father looked disappointed as if I did not meet his standards.
I knew I wasn't the son he wanted.
But with my mother unable to have anymore children because of her illness and me being the oldest my father was stuck with me.