Three years ago...
“... I hereby call you, by the English Law and Parliament
of Great Britain, a student of the Academy.” The person rose from his seat,
extending his hand towards the girl in a gesture that meant for her to kiss the
ring of his. The girl however restrained herself in the hold of Guards, who
kept tight grip on her shoulders. Both of them moved her head to the priest,
making her kiss the ruby ring on which also gemstones were embedded into the
golden circle. Girl wrenched herself from the ring and the Guards, though still
was caught by her dirty blond hair on which they tugged her head back.
The bishop regarded down at her face with a twisting
smirk that showed off his disgust towards her as well as amusement at her
actions. After the ceremony was ended and small group of people, who attended,
finally left along with rest of Guards until girl and two of the Guards were
remaining inside the church. It was quite beautiful more than she thought it
would be. Stained glass windows contained the most beautiful pictures she had
ever seen, the majestic high ceiling contained only glass allowing for everyone
to see the falling rain pounding above on the roof, sound echoing throughout
the church, and many more things that she would have seen farther inside,
although the Guards pushed her towards the bathroom for her to take a bath and
clean up.
Grimly entering the dirty and awful smelling
bathroom, girl stood in front of the mirror looking right back at her own blue
eyes. Her face had smudges of oil, dirt and ashes right across her cheeks along
with some small cuts and a busted lower lip. She wiped the dried up blood from
her mouth and sighed heavily leaning against the wall with her forehead against
the mirror. When she looked up again, determination was coming back strongly
from her look that went colder and colder with each second while thorns formed
around her heart, shutting off the entrance and the exit of her emotions.
And that girl was me.