Mark of the Destined Princess

sts under the star's light in the sky as snow-flakes in the night. The fading sound

e walked towards the worn-out wooden house that looks like it will fall apart soon. Broken windows, dry leaves scattered on the humble porch

k" exclaimed a woman that she

in the middle while bottles of wine and glasses were placed in the coffee table on the side. It was all an act. A futile attempt to make themselves look powerful and experience the high class persons have. It was exhausting to

suddenly appeared from the kitchen, holding a tray of glass

uietly, a loud ringing sound of glass shatt

n front of the woman who just came out from t

man to pulled her

bulky man who was holding a tobacco pipe in his left hand; towering over the two of them "You're just good at p

Laila's hand to help her get on her fe

ry is there" Laila g

you'r

her off,

ted to refuse and stay with her but she knew better not to do it. If she stays and med

g something don't you?" Frank reckon

ey tomorrow" she sai

hand it over to Seira" Frank cou

the room as he takes a step to th

defeatedly dropped her head, not wanti

ed to look at Laila who was holding a broo

little girl hugging her knees in the middle of the bed. The tattered pink dress she is wearing reaches her knees, revealing th

hug Seira. Cheeks damp in tears and strands of

her. She wrapped her arms securely to Mary, g

re for a

r coins in the compartment that she saved for almost one month. The coins were her payment for the rent

he will make a lot of money from the face of the young woman. Her unusual beauty for a low class person will surely catch any nobleman. He was indeed lucky to have a

e didn't see Laila in the living roo

or of her room, she heard a woman in

r to the brothel Madam Petunia is managing. Nobles even travel to buy a

ered in her stomach to what she heard. She lea

the" she mumbled to her

mother?" Mary asked between he

Laila that almost every day, he is beating her and keeps calling her slut. She asked Laila many times to break up wit

to lie down on the bed. "You should sl

Mary squeezed her eyes shut, then open

her, don't worry" Seir

omi

dding, she put her pinky finger on it and formed th

leep came over to the child. Seira gently removed the strands

scenario in the house she once called home but not anymore. Fear for herself, Mary, and for Laila is her worry all the time.