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Chapter 1: Nobility ~

The hot water washed over my body, making my skin tingle and my long black ended blond hair stick to my back. I couldn't help but let out a sigh of pent up emotions, I was just happy to be out of the ugly dress I was forced to wear. I dunked my head in the bath water, getting the dirt and grime out of my hair as best as I could and then came back up for air.

I looked down at my wrists and ankles, and traced the red colored, cross shaped birthmarks on them. I had a larger one on my back, but I couldn't reach it to well. They seemed so strange and foreign, yet they had always been there, no one I knew had seen anything like them, it made me different, though that was not necessarily a bad thing.

The church bell rang noon, and I figured I should get out before uncle started yelling at me for hogging the bath water.

I dried myself off and got dressed into my "peasant cloths" as my mother called them. My sister Rebecca and I had always hated being high-class, it was boring, and both of us would much rather be doing something more productive then sitting and drinking tea all day.

"Morgan! Get out here right now!" Uncle Fredrick called.

"Yes, yes uncle Freddy, I'm coming." I teased, hiding my hair under my cap and then opening the door.

He gave a slight growl then walked into the bath room and slammed the door behind himself. I gave a small wince at the sound but brushed it of quickly and ran down the stairs to find my dog. "Hunter!" I said, walking outside.

The Beagle Rottweiler mix trotted up to me.

"Puppy!" I said, while he pushed his head under my hand. "Now the only one I need is Becca."

"MORGAN!" I heard someone yell from inside the house.

Well I suppose I found her… I thought turning and running back into the house.

"Coming!" I yelled, Hunter at my heels. I stopped in front of the door, opened it and poking my head in slightly before actually entering. "What is it?"

"Alexander is here." She pointed at my fiancé, who was drooling over 1 of his many pictures of me.

"Great… what makes you think I'll be happy about this?"

"I don't, it's just fun to watch you yell at him."

"THANKS!" I said sarcastically, shooting her a glare.

I loved my sister, she was my best friend, but that also meant she knew what made me tick, and my fiancé was one of them. My brown haired, blue eyed sister loved to annoy me with him and would jump for the chance any time the boy was in ear shot.

"My love!" he said, finally realizing I was in the room. "You look positively lovely today." He took my hand and kissed it, his American accent rining in my ears.

"Thank you Alexander," I pulled my hand away. "But did you happen to notice what I was wearing? Normally you hate it when I wear 'Commoners clothing'."

"You're beautiful no matter what."

"I hate you so much." I gave an exasperated sigh.

"I love you too."He smiled at me.

"I don't think you heard me… I HATE YOU! The exact opposite of love!"

"Oh don't say that."

"GO AWAY!"

"But I love you."

"Well I don't, go HOME!" I pointed at the door.

Honestly…

After finally getting rid of my annoying fiancé, I could have a real conversation with my sister. "Lucky, you don't have a stupid fiancé who won't leave you alone…"I said.

"True, but I DO have an annoying uncaring mother who I get into fights with all the time." She retorted.

"She's my mom to, and I her like just about as much as you do."

Our mother was not the most caring person, we could have been killed and she would shed little to no tears, I was baffled at what my father saw in her considering his eccentric personality. She looked more like Becca then she looked like me, I had my father's eyes and his hair too.

She sighed, "How bout we go out tonight? It'll be better than sitting here and listening to dad ramble on about how we should be more lady-like."

"Sure, we haven't been to town for a while."I smiled.

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