Princess Amara

Chapter Seven

I tried not to flinch as they walked towards me and Father. 

I tried not to let my face fall as their eyes flashed with anger and disgust. 

They saw my Mother, and they still hated her. 

They saw me, and they were even more disgusted. 

My Mother's first sister stopped in front of me first. Her dress was a beautiful golden gown, her dark skin contrasted beautifully as she towered above me. 

A thinly covered hatred in her eyes as she loomed over me. 

Father barely flashed a smile before he hauled ass away. 

So much for fatherly love. 

I tried not to bare my teeth, or show the fear that she had sewn into me as a child. "Aunt Arraya, you look lovely". 

And she did. She looked like an absolute goddess that had taken a break to step down on earth. Her thick beautiful hair in its natural state ontop of her head. 

She looked every bit the Queen she felt she should have been. 

Part one of the reason she hates me. 

Her hand lightly touched my shoulder as she faked caring and love towards me. Her nails only slightly biting into my skin. "You look just like your Mother, Athena would be proud- if not for the fact that she was dead" she smiled down at me. 

Now you know why I have so many issues. 

I kept my face neutral even though I only wanted to see how far my foot would be able to lodge itself up her a-

"Amara!", a light voice shot at me, easily slipping past my Aunt before engulfing me in a huge hug. 

Don't strike them. 

Do not do it. 

"Carma, Tendra, my favorite cousins" I replied back into their shoulders as they tried to smother me. Carma was in a very sexy and short black leather dress that then was encompassed in black sheer that ended at the floor. Tendra was also in a very short dress but hers a gorgeous golden number that showed off her beauty.