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 to
kidnapped,
her became black and white. Slowly the expectations she had of the people around her
won't be sad, I won't
she shut herself in a box. 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 for her, even if they treated her well…her
the book she was reading, Amanda stood up and looked at the
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
of her mouth in the form of a smile. Letting go, the edges of her mouth quickly reverted to their
couple more times, but...no matter how much she tried, she
towards her closet, Amanda took a beautiful black dress
this one. That was because back in the first lecture she received a mysterious box
to these kinds
of her mom. She looked almost identical to her, and if not for
she barely had any memories of her mother, Amanda couldn't stop herself from wanting to know more about the whereabouts
her and never
her with the picture, Amanda had no choice but to look for him, and thus decided to
looking at herself in the mirror for a
-Click!
the
...
should I wear a
on what to wear to the after-party. As I never attended these kinds of events before, I wasn't too sure about
or
...urgh!
off-guard I wouldn't have chosen to
a while, I decided to do a bit of both. I wore a white ironed T-shirt accompanied by blue
body wasn't sculpted like a god, I had a
looked at the time and found that I only had
landed in the corner of my room where a black
for a bit, I Took the black sword and placed it in my
to the point where
out of my control, and right now, for the
-Click!
room keys and turning off the
...
"Cheers!"
spacious luxurious room, a flock
fine golden patterns on the sides sat in the middle of the room. Large wooden tables that were filled with food and beverages
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
cup of wine in my hand, I lightly smelled the wine. It had a fruity yet overbearing smell that made my
I like
one that I took from the table, in
me. It's not that I disliked the wine here, but there was a high chance all the foods and drinks
paranoid, it
I could blend with the crowd. If I didn't drink it, in
my lips a couple of times before looking at
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