A Noblewomans sorrowful life [1]

”My lady” The man held out his arm. “You look lovely today. Not because you always do.” Those ordinary compliments. What was it with this world? You weren’t lovely, and you knew it. So why did they say it all the time? Those liars. Couldn’t they just shut up for once? You smiled, and took his hand. The man was tall and good looking. But it didn’t change anything. ‘I hope this isn’t the man I’m going to marry…’ You thought. ‘He is handsome and all, but a little bit… scary…’ The man smiled down on you and then walked you to the living room. The fire was crackling comfy and though the big windows, you could see the snow falling gently. In the middle of the room, your father, two women, and another man sat. You swallowed. The two ladies glared at you. Not in a bad way, though. They inspected you carefully. Then they looked at each other, and smiled. Passed. Your father smiled at you. “Please take a seat, Emily” You smiled back. Actually, you weren’t happy at all. The man escorted you to one of the couches. Then you did your duty. You sat down, smiled to the others and threw compliments over them. “Oh, what a lovely child!” One of the women giggled. “Yes” Started the other. “She looks just like her mo-” Your father gave her an annihilated look. You nearly sighed. Your mother was a forbidden topic. Someone opened the door. You looked up, wanted to see the man your father had talked so good about just for an hour ago. But it was just the man that had escorted you… What was his name again..? Derek..? No... Not Derek... Eric! Eric, of course! So… Eric wasn’t the man you were supposed to marry, huh? Then, who was it?.. “Ah, Emily. I forgot to introduce you to your husband.” You looked up. And nearly fainted when you saw who stood there. “Emily, this is Lord Edward.” The man who stood there, smiling down at you, looked like a.. a... Prince charming!He took a step backwards, so you could stand up. “Nice to meet you, Emily” He took your hand an kissed it. “Nice to meet you to Lord Edward.” He looked very intelligent, but in a bad way. Like if he knew all of your secrets, your life story, your thoughts… Yeah, even the size of your breast. It was kind of uncomfortable. You sat down and looked at him. At once, you regretted your thoughts about Eric. This man was much scarier, this man who you were going to marry. You couldn’t put your finger on why he was scary. No one of the others seemed to think that.'Well, some peoplejustis scary. Maby hecant help it' Suddenly, it got hard to breathe. Your fist intention was to rush into your room and rip of the corset. Yeah, it was a good idea. Only if your “husband” hadn’t thought the same. “Sir, is it all right if we go on a walk, Just Emily and me?” Your father looked up. ‘No, please father, don’t say yes… Say no, please say no!’ “Yes of course! That’s a good way to get to know each other! You’re a clever man, Lord Edward.” They smiled at each other, then he reached you his arm, and you took it.

“Is it the corset?” He asked. He sat on the bed, looking at you. You nodded. Couldn’t talk, couldn’t breathe. “Shall I rip it of?” HELL NO!! Was your first intention. But what could you do? The men ruled the world, right? So you just nodded again. He smiled that intelligent smile, pulled the dress off and started to finger on the hard granny knot. You started to hyperventilate. “H…ry, I-i-i ...nt br..the…” “What did you say?” Edward stopped and looked at you. He still smiled. Did he stop just for fun? “h..ry..” You groaned. “Hurry? Oh, sorry.” He started a new try to un-tie the corset. Suddenly,it fell off. You took a beep breathe, and fell down on the floor- unconscious.

Sorry if i was bad and boring, i just wanted to try write a story on quizilla... Dunno if it went out good, think i will hate it tomorrow- when the clock isnt around midnight. Dunno if im going to write another part... I didnt write as long as i wanted to, so i will have the real action in part 2.. If i will make a part 2...