The Author's POV

Chapter 45

After finishing her last class, food exploration, Amanda went back to her room. Along the way, people would try to strike a conversation with her, but she promptly ignored them.

Arriving in her room, the first thing she did was sit on her sofa and pick up a book. Since she had about an hour to pass, in order to pass time, she decided to do the only thing she could think of. Read a book.

...only when reading a book did she feel a sense of belonging.

Amanda's family circumstances were a bit special

Her father, Edward Stern, Guild master of the 'Demon Hunter' guild and Hero rank 25 'Frost of remorse', was rarely home.

Her real mother left when she was two. She couldn't handle all the pressure that came from being the wife of such an important figure.

The only memory Amanda had of her was her lonely silhouette walking down a long road as heavy rain poured from the sky. That was the day she left their home.

Amanda wanted to reach out for her…but not once did the figure ever turn back to look at her. That memory was forever etched deep inside of the young Amanda.

Because of that, ever since she was two, she was raised by her father and her nanny

That being said, due to the nature of her father's work, he would rarely be able to come back on time to spend time with her.

Whenever he did have time, Amanda remembered him rubbing her head with his large warm hand.

Too bad those moments only lasted a couple of seconds…

In the end, the person that raised her was her nanny.

She would often tell her stories and fairy tales of princesses getting kidnapped to later get saved by a charming white prince.

She too wanted to be a princess…

Back then, Amanda didn't really understand what princesses went through when they get kidnapped.

But later on in her life, she did.

The first time she was kidnapped she was seven years old.

At the time she only remembered hearing voices. Her vision was obstructed. Tight roped tangled both her arms and legs. She was scared. A large gag was placed in her mouth preventing her from screaming.

…fortunately, her father came and saved her.

Then it happened again.

…and again

…and again

Slowly, Amanda found herself losing her emotions. Her natural childish smile disappeared the more she got kidnapped. She was slowly maturing.

However, she was still able to smile when her nanny narrated fairy tales to her. Those were the only times she felt safe and at peace. Sucked in another world. Almost as if escaping reality.

…That was until she was eleven. That was the age at which her nanny passed away, ridding of the last warmth in her heart.

then, Amanda has never been able

when kidnapped, she

the expectations she had of the people around

angry, I won't be sad, I

herself as she shut herself in a box. It was from that point on that she decided not to form any relationships that weren't necessary.

Amanda stood up and

that was no longer held by a pin, gently fell on her shoulders reaching all the way to her waist. Her deep phoenix-like eyes had a cold indifference to them that made people feel like she was a holy existence that was unreachable for regular people. Her appearance was so exquisite that it could move anyone's

her fingers on the edge of her lips, she lightly pulled the edges of her mouth in the form of a smile. Letting go, the edges of her mouth quickly reverted to their

times, but...no matter how much she tried, she couldn't

beautiful black dress with finely

back in

she was used to these kinds of things, but...once she opened the box she was

the box was a picture of her mom. She looked almost identical to her, and if not for the wrinkles at the edge of her eyes, people could've easily mistaken her for her

any memories of her mother, Amanda couldn't stop herself from

abandoned her and never

with the picture, Amanda had no

and looking at herself in the mirror for a

-Click!

Amanda went towards the appointed location with

...

a suit

what to wear to the after-party. As I never attended these kinds of events before, I wasn't too sure about what to

or casual

...urgh!

off-guard I wouldn't have chosen to attend this

I wore a white ironed T-shirt accompanied by blue

god, I had a fairly

looked at the time and found that I only had ten minutes left

the door, my footsteps halted and my eyesight landed in the corner

black sword and

doesn't get to the point where

of my control,

-Click!

room keys and turning off the lights,

...

"Cheers!"

a spacious luxurious room, a flock

the sides sat in the middle of the

it was fairly obvious that this place was expensive and somehow Elijah had managed to book a

had a fruity yet overbearing smell

I like

wine was one that I took from the table, in fact,

I brought with me. It's not that I disliked the wine here, but there was a high chance all the

somewhat paranoid, it was better to be safe than

was so that I could blend with the crowd. If I didn't drink it, in the

of the wine, I smacked my lips

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