The Author's POV

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.

Amanda has never been able

when kidnapped, she felt

her became black and white. Slowly the expectations she

get angry, I won't be sad, I won't expect anything

It was from that point on that she decided not to form any relationships that weren't necessary. Even if they had the best interest

was reading, Amanda stood up and

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

mouth in the form of a smile. Letting go, the edges of her mouth quickly

but...no matter how much she tried,

her closet, Amanda took a beautiful black dress with finely

usually disliked attending parties, Amanda chose to attend this one. That was because back in the first lecture she received

thought nothing of it as she was used to these kinds

mom. She looked almost identical to her, and if not for the wrinkles at the edge of her eyes, people

couldn't stop herself from wanting to know more

she had abandoned her and never visited in all the years

the picture, Amanda had

and looking at herself in the mirror for a couple of

-Click!

went towards the appointed location

...

should I wear a suit or normal

never attended these kinds of events before, I wasn't

suit or casual

...urgh!

if it wasn't because this situation caught me off-guard I wouldn't have

do a bit of both. I wore a white ironed T-shirt accompanied by blue jeans. Looking at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help

a god, I

at myself a couple of more times, I looked at the time and found that I only had ten minutes left before

rushing to the door, my footsteps halted and my eyesight landed in the corner of

a bit, I Took the black sword and placed it

doesn't get to the point

situation was already starting to get out of my control, and right now, for the first time,

-Click!

my room keys and turning off the lights, I

...

"Cheers!"

luxurious room, a flock of students could be seen drinking

room. Large white sofas with fine golden patterns on the sides sat in the middle of the room. Large wooden

called [le farat]. It was a fairly luxurious restaurant with celebrities often showing up here. Due to its popularity, it was fairly obvious that this place was expensive and somehow Elijah had managed to book a whole room just for the gathering. This pretty much impressed everyone that

the wine. It had a fruity yet overbearing smell that made my nose twitch a couple

I

may seem like this wine was one that I took from the table,

It's not that I disliked the wine

somewhat paranoid, it was better to

reason why I was drinking it was so that I could blend with the crowd. If I didn't drink it, in the event that there was an ambush, there was a high chance I would be among the

sip of the wine, I smacked my