Chapter one: A special
I gazed at my
reflection, wondering if the lovely maiden in the image was truly
me. The maiden had long silky chocolate hair that was now up and
curled into a delicate bun, withstrands of hair flowing out in
perfect order to the bares of her tendrils. She also had rich
green emerald eyes that were framed with deep black lashes, and
beautifully aligned eye make-up. Her lips were a creamy peach,
I sat there on my chair, looking at her;
it surprises me what Luke could do to me.
"Duchess? Duchess Anastasia?" I looked to
Luke; he was wearing a face of concern and confusion. Luke was a
middle aged man with light hair, which was graying a bit, but his
face retained youth, and especially his soulful silver eyes. Luke
was in charge of my hair and make-up, and if I might say so
myself, he was very talented at it. He could make anyone turn
"Are you alright, your highness?" Luke
asked placing a goblet on my parlor desk.
"Yes, yes, of course. It amazes me what you
can do to my reflection, I look completely aberrant, in a
positive aspect that is." I spoke in between my gaze.
He smiled slightly, handing me the water
"I truly am honored that you approve of
your reflection that I have built, but if I may say, without my
work, you would still retain flawless beauty."
I smiled at his comment, taking the goblet
from his hands. I took a long sip, and then placed it back on the
Natalie; my personal servant if you may,
came into the room, and to my desk. "You look lovely, Duchess."
She said staring in awe at my reflection.
Natalie had been my servant since I was
six, we had become best friends over the ten years, she was
still quite youthful, but a bit tired looking today. Earlier
today, we had gone out to the shopping square to pick out my
dress for tonight. I must have worn her out.
"Duchess, the ball is to start in a matter
of minutes; you are to make your entrance in half an hour." She
brushed a strand of shining black hair out of her ashen face and
smiled at me.
"Natalie, why don't rest for the night, I
thank you for your service, but I won't be needing anything
tonight. And you too Luke" I looked at them both in their shocked
expression, as I grinned. "I thank you both."
"No, no, Duchess." They both said in
unison. I laughed under my breath.
"And now you have the order to take the
rest of the night off. I will truly be fine, if there is
anything, I will call." I said glancing back at my
"Are you sure, your highness?" Luke asked,
looking at the mirror with the lovely maiden.
"Yes, I'm the utmost positive. Good night
to you both." I said smiling at them.
They both quickly disappeared after wishing
me a wonderful evening. I let out a sigh of relief, and then
drifted away into my thoughts. Mother had said that she was to
make a speech at the ball, telling what the occasion was for. I
had been wondering all day, especially now, minutes away from
entering the celebration for who knows what. I stood up, barely
retaining conciseness with the suffocating corset. Really,
who wore these things anymore? It's the twenty-first century for
god sake! But mother had been clear to dress formal, and
when mother says formal she means renaissance style.
I looked to my full length mirror, seeing
the maiden in a tightly worn dress that pushed her breasts out,
and her stomach in. She looked twice my age. But in fact, she
did look beautiful. But at least the dress was black, my
favorite color. It was layered in a gothic way, with tight
I looked away from the mirror, heading out
of my dress pavilion. I made my way down to the garden and
started to read quietly, waiting to be called to enter the
After fifteen minutes, Sage, my second
assistant came to my side.
"It's time, your highness."
I took a deep breath, and stood, making
my way to the ballroom entrance. I reached the doors, and Sage
opened them for me. I entered, making my way down the long
stairs, watching at eyes that were in awe. I tried to smile,
and continue breathing.
I finally made my way down catching a few
glances of handsome strangers that were very well dress. One had
silky blonde hair, and breathtaking blue eyes, but his eyes
weren't to mine, they were staring at my chest.
My face burned to a crimson red. How
dare he look that way at the Duchess of Balamia? Why…he…
my mother interrupted my thoughts as she held out her hand to
me. She was wearing the same form of dress, and here brown hair
was done quite similarto mine. I took her hand without
hesitation, glancing at the guy once more. He winked.
He winked? Is that any way to
show respect? I was infuriated, but retained my posture. We
came to a table arrangement, and I sat gracefully, the blonde
sitting across my
My mother on the other hand stood,
waiting for the crowd to all be seated and listening. She took
her spoon and tapped it on her water glass, a sign for
"I thank you all for
coming. This is a very special occasion." I could see that she
was looking at the guy who winked at me earlier. "This is the
engagement ball of Anastasia Cornelius and Kendrick Leopold the
And by the way she was looking at the
blonde guy, and her eyes glistening, I knew, deep down that his
name was in fact Kendrick.
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