Chapter 1: When Did it all went wrong?
My name is Elise Bevaloneia. And I am the one who caused this. Me the oldest daughter of the ducal family, Bevaloneia. Was abused my whole life. My stepmother, a pale white faced woman, looked like an angel.
Was a monster.
Who hated my mother but never showed it to father. Expect to me.
She taught me etiquette, she hit me places people can't see, everyday saying, "It was all my fault." and "It's just discipline."
My father ignoring what was what happening to me. My stepbrother who was, born after their wedding. Praised to be the hope for the ducal family, Hated me to the bones. For apparently having dirty blood of a wretch. That wretch was my diseased mother. My father blame me for her death, casted me aside alone my nanny raising me, after my birth.
Of course, no one else knows about it. To the world, to society we looked like the perfect family.
A loving father, a supporting stepmother and an overprotective stepbrother.
And of course, I the perfect doll like of a sister, me. Elise Bevaloneia, the talk of society, A beautifully white like snow, eyes like a crystal lake and nightlike hair, the prince fiancée, the most perfect lady, At least that's what nobles and commoners said about me.
But I never felt happy, my smile was devoid of emotion.
In all of Elise life she never felt perfect. Though people described her as that, perfect. Her fiancée, the first prince Julius of Eloendia, was my support, well was.Julius a blonde hair shone like the sun, his tanned like skin. We were the perfect couple. I loved Julius, I had to. He was kind, caring, giving me the whole world.
But it was all an acted.
After that, we got married three years later. He showed his true colours.
The banquet after the wedding was lavishing. I escaped hell itself, but I felt no joy, my family acting like they were going to miss me.
It felt nice, is the right response to say but.
It was definitely fake, My best friend Alissa, a purple haired and pink eyes girl. Walked up to me and curtesy playfully, "I greet the crown princess of Eloendia." closing one eye.
I sighed, "Alissa, I thought you said you wouldn't do this." I say, acting like I enjoyed her antics though I didn't it. "I couldn't help myself" she laughs, "ah, where is that husband of yours?" she says annoyed, "You know I still don't like him" she continues, "I have a bad feeling about him."
She pouts as if she were a child, I, "Sigh." not knowing how to change her mind about him.
So I change the topic.
"Is the northern duke not coming?" I ask
Alissa says, "When was the last time the duke of Astreia showed up to a banquet?"
"True, but not even an empiral wedding?" I replied.
"Well I'm glad he didn't show up apparently, he doesn't hesitate to kill a noble." Alissa whispered so only I can hear.
"Well how has the marquis doing?" I ask changing the topic once again.
"Father is doing well, sent me here, I stead of himself has business meeting, another kingdom." My brother walks up to us.
Smiled at Alissa, "Can I take my sister away for a moment?"
Alissa said smiling back, "Of course." and walked away. Not knowing what really happens in the ducal house, like every other noble. My brother still smiling asked to go to the balcony. Smiling back I said, "Yes."
On the balcony my brother closed the curtains and dropped his smile as I did as well. I stared blankly at him. He looked at me coldly, "Don't you dare think you can betray us." he continues "You belong to the ducal estate and the duke." He whispers in my ear, "You're a doll, you don't think for yourself."
"Yes." I say devoid of all emotions.
"Keel." he commanded as I knelt.
"Yes" I whisper; he lets go of my chin. I get up, his fake smile returns
"Good."
And walks warmly back to the banquet hall.