Just a really short fic with a lot of OOCness and english mistakes. If some therm is wrong, please give me a warning, 'cause I didn't read the books in its original version (actually I read the second brazilian translation, which happens to be different even of the first.)
Sense of fashion
– Mommy…
Showed up a tiny and childish voice with an extremely adult tone, looking to the hair covered face with her all blue eyes — with nothing of white –, not knowing for the first time on her short four years old life what to say; better saying, how to do it. She took a deep breath, and resolved to make her complaining before it was too late.
Lady Jessica looked to her daughter, curious. It wasn't like her being this hesitant.
– I don't wanna wear this.
– Why? — lady Jessica limited herself to ask.
– Because abas are cheesy and out of fashion for centuries! — said little Alia with her broken voice, with difficulty while speaking some words.
Lady Jessica looked to her, chocked. She didn't had imagined that with all the knowledge they have received from the former Reverend Mother Alia had also developed a really critical and accurate sense of fashion.