Flash forward
'Good morning, madam and happy Birthday', my maid said as she came into my room, pushing aside the heavy red curtains and letting the sun glide in.
'Good morning to you to and thank you very much', i answered, blinking at the brightness.
'Would you like to eat breakfast here, or with the family?'
'I think i will eat in the dining hall. Simply get me ready while i drink the green tea you brought up.' 'Very well. What dress may i bring you for this special day?'
'oh, nothing in particular. The green silken onei think will do the trick, with the necklace my mother bought me last week.' 'as you wish' she disappeared in my closet, that was connected to my room by a door and a short hallway and i burned my tong drinking the tea. When she came back, i undressed from my night garment and slipped into the beautiful dress to sit down at my table. 'I'm sorry, madam, but i seems you might have lost weight i report this?'i kooked down at my body and sure enough, the once tight fitting waist line was hanging loosely from my frame. 'you are very right, but not to worry, i am sure it will be fine once i ate breakfast:' 'of course.' she bowed her head, embarrassed and went to work on my frizzy hair, turning it into an elegant but light up do that was framed by curls. 'thank you very much.' 'anything for you, madam' she responded as i picked up my concealer to remove any blemishes from my pale skin. When i decided i was ready i left my room to my maid and stepped downstairs.
Once a parlor maid informed me my parents had decided to eat in the saloon instead of the dining room i entered to find cakes, muffins and all imaginable kinds of breads waiting for the birthday child. My parents glaced up smiling as i entered and my little brother Thomas ran up to me to greet me. 'how wonderful you look in that dress' he told me 'just like a princess' 'well thank you' i responded smiling as i made my way towards my parents 'good morning, birthday child' 'good morning father, mother' a returned the gesture as i took my place and filled a glass with orange juice. My mother was wearing dark green pants and a silken, white flowing blouse, accompanied by pearls in her red hair. Emerald green was our families color, so my father was wearing a according bow tie and my little brothers shirt was the same color. After exchanging various pleasantries, my mother informed me the birthday ceremony would take place from 15:00 onward. At that point my older brother Jonathan entered, looking hot as fuck. His hair was white blonde as my fathers and he was wearing a thin green cotton jumper and light grey jeans. Sitting down next to me in the most relaxed and cool way i could ever have imagined he patted me on the back and send me a grin and a wink as he shoveled food onto his plate. 'man this stuff looks good. I'm sooo glad you have birthday today, I'm ravenous, lil sis' 'always nice to do you a favor' i responded cooly not sure what he had said. Why was there no law that forbid your brother to be that hot? I mean, i cant even concentrate when he is in the same room and the heat from his body is just making me dizzy... 'we were just talking about the party today, how nice that you joined us' my father mentioned. 'mhhmm.. just carry on, dont be bothered by me' Jonathan responded with a full mouth. I swear, if i did that id look ridiculous.
Now, in case you are wondering if I'm a creep for thinking my brother is hot.. you are probably right.. my bad. But he never really felt like a brother to me, more like a really hot best friend you secretly had a crush on all those years. Also, I'd never imagine kissing him or anything wierd like that, I just like to marvel at his beauty. I can totally understand why my mother decided to marry Valentine, he has strong similaritys to my brother, just as I have to my mother. Thomas on the other hand looks very different, so much so that i sometimes wonder if he is adopted. His hair is a light brown and honey coloured skin. His eyes are my mothers though, maybe she had an affair...? no, that can not be. If my father ever knew of that he would have killed the man emediatly, including the child. He is very protective in that way, I'm sure if things were as they used to be he'd never let me have a boyfriend till I'm twenty.