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| - E’laura was born within Parousia, yet, she was sent to Greece in order to live during her early years of life. While there, E’laura learned proper etiquette, mannerisms, and how women ‘should’ act. It was upon her eleventh birthday when she was sent to a school to enhance what she had learned so that she would be a fine and proper young lady, suitable for a man to bend to his will as she saw it. Yet the motive for this advanced schooling was to ensure she was capable of pleasing her husband when she was to marry and if he were to leave her, she was to regret failing him; of course, E’laura had other plans in store for herself.
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| - E’laura was born within Parousia, yet, she was sent to Greece in order to live during her early years of life. While there, E’laura learned proper etiquette, mannerisms, and how women ‘should’ act. It was upon her eleventh birthday when she was sent to a school to enhance what she had learned so that she would be a fine and proper young lady, suitable for a man to bend to his will as she saw it. Yet the motive for this advanced schooling was to ensure she was capable of pleasing her husband when she was to marry and if he were to leave her, she was to regret failing him; of course, E’laura had other plans in store for herself. With her teachings in etiquette, she soared through the trials while secretly loathing the very things she learned. She was being taught to take care of another when that other should be able to take care of themselves. E’laura disliked this treatment and desired another method to live. This method came when news was brought to her that her father had been killed in battle. Seeing this as an opportunity to leave her structured life behind, E’laura left the school and the few friends she had, so that she could pursue her future. Odd enough was that her closest friend would find her later in life. Upon arriving in The Walled City, she was searched. Nothing was confiscated yet the guards felt in places they should not. Her breasts were fondled and her vagina was touched. The man whom oversaw the soldiers did not see this act and she knew if she were to complain about it, she lacked proof. Even more so had been the fact that if these same soldiers were stationed to protect her, they would continue such treatment. Keeping her mouth closed and her pride about her, E’laura proceeded to her home. It was silent when she entered. As she roamed the corridors, she found not a soul. This would be accurate as her father lived only with his servants and after his death, they all left. That was what she had thought until she heard whimpering in a room upon the fourth floor. Entering the room and finding the source, she was amazed that it was a small girl. Old enough to be wed yet, young enough to be blissfully oblivious to the world. Kneeling down, she consoled the child and asked her what was wrong. “A bad man is here…” E’laura looked at the girl in confusion. Before she had found her, she searched every room and every crevice and found not a soul. She doubted that anyone else was here and apparently by her tattered clothes, the girl was an orphan. “It is all right my dear, there is no one else here but u—“ At that point the child screamed while pointing in the direction behind E'laura. As she turned her head, E’laura was struck across the face. After a few seconds of being dazed, she slowly got to her feet only to find the girl atop a closet hurling random objects at the man. One of which, had been a large bobbing pin. Taking hold of the object, E’laura rushed the man yet he noticed that she had gotten to her feet due to the mirror attached to the closet. It allowed him to see what was behind him. He whirled around and with one strike, E’laura was knocked out. It would be hours before she would come to yet, as she did, she found the girl leaning over her with a small wet rag. E’laura's lip had been busted as well as her nose. The girl told her that she would take care of her and that it was quiet again. As she looked around the room, she asked of what happened to the “bad man”. “He’s dead.” E’laura sat up in shock. She assumed the child killed her but that was not the case. “After he hit you, I hit him with some metal thing. He fell and landing on the thing you dropped.” E'laura felt the need to correct her form of usage when it came to the word "landing" but she chose not to. More importantly, this meant that he fell on the bobbing pin that E’laura had dropped when she was struck. “Are you hungry? I can cook something if there’s anything left.” “There is no need for that child. I will fetch something and I will fetch you some clothes.” “C—clothes?” “It is obvious that you have been staying here for a while so what right have I to throw you out?” She sighed in relief. “You will live here just as I will, as this estate belongs to my father, yet in his death, it now rests in my care along with all other possessions here.” “Y—you own all this?” The girl extended her arms outwards to emphasize her point. E’laura chuckled. “That I do child; that I do.”
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