And the mother is revealed. Err…not quite. Okay, still with the hints. But pretty obvious hints. I think… Anyway Review pretty please XD
Listening to: Mariah Carey-Touch my body
Chapter 1: Welcome"Milady, we're here. Milady?… We're here Milady!"
"Wha? Oh. Thanks Fai"
A face peeked out from the curtains of the carriage. Vivid green eyes that were full of curiosity peeked out from long brown bangs bleached from the sun and brushed to the side. Although the bangs and the colour of her eyes marked the young 10-year-old girl to be of the West, her slightly darker skin and her almond shaped eyes told you that she had at least a little bit of Yamani blood in her. She was petit for her age, only 4 feet 8 inches, and had the look of someone that didn't exercise much, if they did at all. A small nose, high cheekbones, a set of dimples, a chin that was too square, a mouth that was too wide and quick to smile made up the rest of the girl's face. She wore a blue dress with a green sash around her waist. A jade necklace hanged at her throat. Well-worn and sturdy black boots rested on her feet. In her hands she held a thick book with a bookmark near the end. She also had on a pair of spectacles. The healer said it was because she read too much and if 'My Lord' wanted her to 'catch' a husband, he'll make her stop. Her dad said the day he does that would be the day the healer went and married an already married 4-year-old. She was obviously a noble, and a pretty well off one too. If her massive bag after bag of belongings that the driver was struggling to get out was any indication. Beside her sat another girl, almost completely hidden by the curtains. This girl, Faia, or Fai, was also part Yamani. She was about 13 and dressed in the clothes of a maid.
Fai spoke up again. This time just a little sarcastically "Milady, don't you think you should get out of the carriage?"
"Oh right." The girl said, sheepishly.
She stumbled out of the carriage, and Fai grabbed her by the arm before she went splat on the pavement before 4 very tall women. Cheeks blushing bright red, the girl stood and curtsied in front of the intimidating and emotionless adults. The big, cold, stone castle that seemed to be foretelling doom and tragedy for anyone who steps in it looming in the background, and the scenery that's void of anything green and filled with grey mountains and the downtrodden road did not help matters either. All in all, it was a very miserable looking place, not somewhere you'd really want to send your kids. Which makes you question how many parents actually know how sad this place was.
As the carriage pulled away, taking all possibility to changing her mind with it. The girl spoke with a slightly trembling voice, "Lillian of Tirragen and this is my maid, Faia Alsood."
"Very well," said the tallest and most intimidating woman in a voice that was as cold as ice and as hard as granite.
The stare and the tone said that the woman tolerated no foolishness. Lillian swallowed hard and trembled under her gaze. She was really regretting her decision now. Maybe her mother was right, she is crazy. Craziness might run in the family, but what she got was a whole new level of crazy. Not to mention, she didn't exactly have an instructor in this way of life. Her great-grandmother was gone, the Black God rest her soul. Her grandmother was from the Yamani Isles; things were very different there. Her mother was defiantly not the type of person for this, and her sister had followed in their mother's footsteps. Truth to be told, no one really thought she'd be doing this either. She was always so quiet and reserved; she preferred books to human company other than the few she actually liked, and she never showed an interest in the stuff she was now leaving home to learn.
The tallest women said again in that same tone of voice, "I'm First Daughter Soiena. Welcome to the convent."