History of Lady Valeria (part 1)

Author's Notes: The point of view in this chapter would be on Lady Valeria's.

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I am Valeria Rose Quinette-Phoenix or mostly people call me as "Lady Valeria" or the "Queen of Hearts." You will know the reason as we go on with my life's history.

I was born in spring of 1331. My father Gov. Nathaniel Phoenix and my mother Lady Rosaline Quinette was member of the most powerful and influential families around the world. My father was the Governor at our town while my mother is a respected Lady because of her family. After I was born my parents didn't have any child again which was a mystery ever since.

I stood 5'6 feet with a straight body and delicate feminine features which contrasted my personality. My original wavy golden blond hair made me looked like a Snow Queen during winter while my unusual violet eyes held confidence and powers beneath them. No one knew the abnormality that had been formed inside me when I was born; I was holding a special ability to change my physical attributes/physical looks. I never showed my ability to everyone, not even my own parents knew about that. My pale complexion which I got from my mother is one thing that is keeping my resemblance with her and other than my looks I never resemble anything from both of my parents.

My childhood was like a child life of any upper class children have. I have all the things that I wanted servants, dresses, toys and luxury. A perfect life for a child but then as I got older that life was not perfect or beautiful as it seems to others. I became more and more bored with each years, I began to seek excitement and adventure in my life, but being a lady I can't do that. Women during my time are week species that is only needed by men to do household things. Women were never given any sort of power and superiority like men did. That irritates me a lot; I didn't like the concept of being a woman who is seen to be vulnerable and weak. I wanted to be more than that. I wanted to have power, superiority and respect.

Because of my ambition when I was at my teenage years (15 or 16 years old at least) I began my rebellion against my parents. I secretly took sword/fighting lessons with my guy friend Sebastian Cuerra who just smiled when I asked him to teach me. Never did my parents know what I was doing; never did they know my late night adventures. During the day I am a perfect proper lady but during the night I am a fighter who had been in many adventures many women in my time wouldn't consider doing. These antics continued for years until the day that changed my life forever.

It was my 21st birthday and my family and family friends were there to celebrate my birthday in a big celebration that was held at the mansion. Everything was actually going smooth until there was a loud explosion in the direction of the mansion. Everyone screamed and chaos broke that very second, everyone was in the need to run and escape. Fire was surrounding us while the smell of burning fleshes and screaming for help hang on the air. I looked back trying to find my mother and father when suddenly a hand grab me and covered my mouth. My capturer drags me to and exit of the mansion and dragged me to the forest.

My vision was blurry and my breathing became ragged I can't breath because of the man's hands covering my mouth and add the tightness of my dress which was corseted. I can feel beads of sweat forming in my head and fear developing inside of me. I was completely vulnerable and unarmed, never did I imagined that things like this would happen to me.

It was extremely dark considering that it was nightfall, my capturer stopped and laid my body in what I can feel as grass. I tried to get up but someone held me. As I can feel during that time not only one person was there I can feel more presence. Many disgusting thoughts were running in my head as my eyes stung. I can feel tears flowing from my cheeks.

The person that was still holding me was touching me in various private parts, while another one cut my corset. Someone placed a blindfold in my eyes though in my thought was no use considering the fact that I couldn't see in the darkness while the other placed a gag on my mouth. I whimpered as they began undressing me. I didn't want this to happen especially during my 21st birthday that was supposed to be a memorable day, not like this.

I was crying and I was trying to scream but no voice was heard. They laid me on the grass and began to touch me to the most undesirable places on my body that I wanted them to touch. I cried and cried and tried to plead to the gag but still they wont listen, they keep doing disgusting things to me.

I wouldn't go into the details but yes. They had raped me.

After they had done the most disgusting thing to me, they left me lying there completely naked and broken. I woke up still blindfolded. My whole body was sore, in everyplace I can still feel their immoral hands touching me, and my hands were as what I can feel was utterly broken. I took the blindfold off and saw that it was still dark, as I can estimate that it was nearing sunrise. I laid there thinking about the past events. I felt disgusted with myself, I was now a lady that lost her purity on men she didn't know, I feel like a whore that had been in bed with different men.

Looking around I saw my clothes sprawled around the whole place. My dress was torn but not completely unusable but my corset that had been mercilessly torn was useless. I stood and put on my torn dress. Once again I looked around a found something valuable. A parchment was lying in the grounds besides my corset; the man that raped me must have left it accidentally there. She picked it up slowly and began reading it.

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