♕Who made me an Empress (WMMAP AU: After Dad Lost His Memories)

Chappie 1

AURORA

"Must I wear this?"

I frowned as I studied my whole form from a body mirror.

This dress they forced me into is a ghastly one, very heavy to even bear although there are no sleeves; adorned with mini pieces of amethysts in eccentric patterns around the capacious skirt.

I don't even like it. Especially when I asked to wear crimson today to match with the color of my eyes, they gave me purple.

Purple. Good God, is color too much to ask?

"Hush, child" my mother hissed behind me. "Do you want to look ugly that bad?".

Whatever, it's always their choice at everything I want or need to do. Not mine. What's the point of arguing when clearly you can't do anything about it? 

My aunt Raegan, one of the most powerful and wealthy women in Arlanta, gave me this dress for my birthday last year. Of course, it's beautiful but I can't fool myself on liking it. It shows too much of my legs and arms, not to mention it's flash.

And one thing I also despise about these corrupt kind of garments is the bodice, along with the corset. It's like those torture devices only for women to wear. Ugh, how I long to rip them out with my teeth.

"I'd rather look like it" I muttered grimly then tried to adjust the low neckline to shelter my breasts that despicably bulged under the strain of it's tightness.

Mother saw this then quickly slapped my hands away.

"This is your first time being presented in the Imperial court," She points out then made it lower than it was before. "You must appear presentable".

Ha, by presentable you mean grande horizontale. I look more like a disgusting harlot than the most adored daughter of Obelia's richest family.

And, why do I even have to go with Father anyway? Coming to the Palace of the Emperor won't benefit my life in any sufficient way, it'll only endanger me. And that scares me.

It scares me because of the Emperor residing there.

His Imperial Majesty, Claude De Alger Obelia.

 Why? I once heard my father and uncle converse about His Majesty being severely 'ill' and it's very top secret. 

Not only that but my eldest sister Samantha, whose been His Majesty's concubine for a brief period of time, had told me about how he killed all those women in the Ruby Palace when Princess Athanasia was born. Sadly, Sammy missed to be a part of it. Touché.

And how he also humiliated the Princess, his only daughter, in front of all those people during his birthday party.

A douche and a murderer, that's what the Emperor of this vast Empire is. What a pleasant combination.

Poor Princess, I hope she's okay now.

I tried not to shiver at the thought of me entering his roof. 

I did try reasoning out of this but it's utterly useless and a waste of words. Father told me he wanted his 'favorite daughter' to come accompany him to business in the Imperial court.

Looking like this. How sad.

"Don't act as if you're going to an execution, Aurora. Smile, for Christ's sake. Alexei will be there to escort you and your father." Mother says as she force my shoulders down to make me sit on a backless stool.She took a brush then started combing my caramel-blonde locks in long, even strokes.