Lacie Baskerville

Dear Diary,

My name is Lacie Baskerville. I am 28 years old and I am a Duchess.

It's not that hard really. All you have to do is order around a few servants here and there. My husband gets the rightful power. Always there to lead and give out his so called "wisdom". However, to all great men that comes amongst power becomes consumed by the greed. No one ever sees past this more than I do. It is a great sham to call him my husband. Many women would bow to his feet just to become his mistress or wife such as I.

They never think of the prison you get put into. This place is like a cage. They never let you leave, never let you do anything, but be proposed as a reminder that the Duke is spoken for. Well, I guess it has its advantages. At the moment I am pregnant with my husband's child. Oh, how I've longed to give birth and have a child of my own. I feel like the luckiest women in the world. As for my husband, he is preying for it to be a boy. To take on being a Duke. I am hoping for a little girl. I want her to be perfect. Luckily, only I know that my child will be special. Only me, and me alone.

I have already decided to name her if it is to be a girl. I want her name to be Alice. To take the letters of my own name and switch them around is a experience I can't miss. I...hope my child will be the one to change this world. No...I know she will.

Eleven years later...

I picked up the ends of my dress and began running threw the maze in our back yard. I wasn't even out of breath! Can you believe it!? As soon as I reached the middle, I spotted my mom sitting in her chair drinking tea and reading a book. I hoped up in my chair and swung my legs back and forth.

"Hey mom, is that a good book? Can I read it? Is it an adult book? Is there pictures? I bet not. I only like books with pictures. If I had a book, it would be of nothing but pictures!" My mom looked up and shook her head. "Alice, don't you know that I have tones of book without pictures? So why is it you ask?"

I twirled my finger around my hair. "I don't know, Oh! Dad said that we are having some people come over for dinner. He said that they have kids my age. He also said that you'd better participate. Or else." She looked up at me smiling. Oh, did he now? You of all people should know what I'm capable of." I nodded. "Yeah, I know."

I could hear the sound of grown men huffing and stopping to catch their breath. Hehe. My mom looked up from her book and eyed the green bushed doorway. I sat up a little and put on my innocent smile. I could here the men shouting loudly. Wow, their really worked up about something.

As soon as they entered the middle of the maze, they paused to take in several deep breaths. Finally, one man managed to talk. "Duchess Lacie...Lady Alice...the Duke has requested for us to take you to the tea room...the Vessilius family is here...Oh God. Can't breath..." I giggled. "Then we shall leave now and get ready for our tea time. Now don't we?" "Eh, ye-yes Dutchess. Please follow us." . My mother motioned me to stand up. I followed them till I reached my room.

I looked around my wardrobe and decided to wear something more tea time like. I wasn't vary old so it couldn't be something too fancy with a big flower hat. I pulled on a white dress with blue ribbons and purple flowers. The maid helped me attach a blue bow in my hair. I looked myself over in the mirror. I looked rather suitable and pulled on some blue heels.

I exited my room and ran my way to the tea room. I saw my mother dressed in a yellow dress with a big yellow flower in her hair. I grinned ear to ear and followed my mother into the tea room. My dad was sitting in his chair while a women was sitting across from him. She had long blond hair and soft green eyes. She was sipping tea with her pinkie up. Oo, fancy.

Another man with blond hair and light brown eyes was standing with a cigarette in his mouth, looking out the big window. My mom cleared her throat. "Hello, dear. We have been sent to your aid." My dad looked up and waved us over with an angry look upon his face. I flinched a little and took my place on the couch. I then noticed two kids sitting on the other end of the room looking at their laps and swinging their legs like I do when I'm bored.

My mom patted my shoulder. "Why don't you go visit them." I got up and walked to the other end of the room. They looked up at me as I came to a stop right in front of them. They looked a lot like their parents. The boy had choppy blond hair and blazing emerald eyes. The girl had her mother's hair and her brothers eyes.

The boy got up and bowed a little. The young girl bowed lady like to me. I wanted them to feel comfortable, so I bowed in my silly way. I positioned my feet sideways and bowed with my knees. "How do you do?" I asked like a queen would. The girl giggled, but the boy looked confused. I rolled my eyes. Dumb boy.

THAT'S I'LL I'M POSTING FOR THIS STORY!