d my mother to get it for me. But she said I don't deserve to wear what Ella wears. "What is this dress doing here?" I asked with a raised brow. What if the man that always

I envied the lucky man who will marry you. You are such a beauty." She said with a big smile on her face "Now let's get your make-up done, have your seat." I did as was told and sat before the mirror. I closed my eyes instantly and waited for her to perform her magic on my face "You can now open your eyes now." I opened my eyes slowly and was shocked to see the person in the mirror. "Is this me?" I pointed at my face with my eyes widened. "Yes my lady. Now let's get going.". Ophelia said with a smile. She suddenly grabbed a veil and used it to cover my white hair. "Thank you," I mumbled and rose to my feet. We both walked out of the room and made our way to the throne hall. We met some maids on the way. Some greeted me while some just ignored me. I have no value in their eyes after all. They can do whatever they want. I pushed open the door to the throne hall and entered. Ophelia also followed behind. My father sat on the throne while my mother sat not far away from him. Ella also finds a comfortable place to sit on. She was also dressed in elegant clothes and had her makeup done. She was not smiling at all showing that she was displeased by whatever my parents had done to her. "Good morning father, and mother." I greeted them with a bow. My voice was low and could barely be heard but I'm sure everyone in the room heard me. "Morning." My father replied curtly. He sounded a little distant and it would be a lie if I said I was not a little disappointed. His face was void of any emotion