Peasant Princess

Peasant Princess

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"I don't belong here." she said. Mary looked at her and smiled. "its alright, you'll feel right at home sooner than later now hold still this dress isn't going to look great if you continue to move a lot." Elena huffed and puffed. she didn't know what she was getting herself into but she had to leave. she felt unwanted and uninvited, but the room she was in seemed familiar, like she was in here before. she shrugged. off the feeling. Elena Dawson is a regular peasant girl. she had no money and only one friend, whose name is Alexander. She was fine with the way her life was. It could've gotten worst. I mean a drunk father and a mother who does nothing to stop him from beating her is something but hey what can she do they're her parents. Then on the night of her 19th birthday, Things changed.. Is her life the way she truly saw it or are there more than there is to see???
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She'd spent many years playing in this forest as a child. While Selene had enjoyed her novels in the warmth of the house, a blanket wrapped around her narrow shoulders, Sidra always came home covered in mud and scrapes from hours out in the wilderness. She'd take an axe out into the forest and pretend to fight off monsters, the terrifying Mystics that her grandmother had told her stories about. She'd pretend to fight Lycans, knocking out their massive teeth one by one. She'd stand atop rocks and throw her axe at the trees, pretending they were wood nymphs come to steal her away. She'd always return home and tell Selene about the monsters she'd fought that day, spinning together a story of courage and bravery for her little sister. She felt that pain in her heart again as she thought of those times. Through the years, she'd stop going into the woods to play, and she'd instead find stories for Selene. Books of all sizes and shapes, no matter the content, because it made her feel close to her sister just as she had before her parents died. She thought of her family now, how she was all alone. Her parents had been gone for years, her grandmother, and now even Selene was missing somewhere. She needed to find her sister, she couldn't lose the last bit of her family. **

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