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Hails: Sorry for not updating this story! Here you go Discorder! Also, I think Eris looks good in purple, like, it's her color! I swear.
Eris Raslad
The book I was caught up in was quite interesting. I heard it was really popular, and I knew there was going to be death at the end. I'm not usually a sucker for romance and tragedy, however when things get chaotic and complicated, I couldn't help it. Poor Juliet, little thing might get disowned by her father if she doesn't marry Paris. It kinda sucks how Paris is just a crossfire victim in all this rivalry. What also sucks is that Lady Capulet doesn't seem to give a damn. Juliet's parents are so mean. I can't say the same for Romeo's parents though, they seem to be fairly nice. I got a spoiler that Lady Montague died of heartbreak when her son was banished to Mantua. So much death, I don't think I like it. But I just couldn't put it down. William Shakespeare is an artist and I loved his work. Especially Hamlet, but I think Romeo and Juliet was winning out for the top spot of my favorite book works by Shakespeare.
I pulled at the collar of my shirt, glad to have switched out of my dress that was no doubt either making the new prisluga uncomfortable or blush. I changed into a royal purple polo, sad that my mother had chosen to get rid of all my t-shirts. At least I could wear jeans though. I was about to close my book when I heard one of our housemaids come down the hall. It was Miss Devushka and Mr. Karloff, she must be giving him a tour.
Speaking of Karloff, he's so cute like big Russian bear that I just wanted to hug. He could only speak in choppy sentences and in third person. He must've come from the poorer parts of town, or maybe he worked in the military before according the armor he wore. Not to mention those huge gauntlets. My mother is gonna find a way to get rid of those, unless maybe I hid them from her.
"Ah, yes." I heard Miss Devushka say. My door was open if people wanted to talk, but this time around, I pretended to be lost in the book I was reading. I wanted to see how Karloff would respond. "You must have already met Miss Eris Raslad. She's quite the excitement when her nose isn't buried in a book." I wanted to scoff and roll my eyes, but I waited until they were out of earshot. You know what, I wanna go riding with Rocky Road today. He hasn't seen me in a while. I hopped off of my bed and mentally remembered the page of the book I was in. I pulled my fingerless, riding gloves on and my black boots. My helmet was outside in a shed.
I peaked outside my door, and then out to the hallway. Let's just hope I don't run into my mother.