- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
- Location
- New York
Sun beat down upon, it had been a long cold winter and now spring was in the air, birds chirped, flowers began to bloom in all their vivid colors. People stepping from the house letting the sun warm them down to their souls. But on this bright spring day there was one soul the sun could not warm but perhaps needed the sun warmth most of all.
Alaina sat in the carriage looking out at the beautiful world before, but now nothing seemed beautiful. She was angry she was sad, and although she tried to hid it she was afraid. But even with so many emotions all anyone ever seen was her beauty. Her long raven colored hair, that seemed too sparkle when light hit it, her slender figure but shapely womanly curve, her lips the color of fine rubies, but it was her eyes which where a pale purple that was her most striking feature.
Her father was killed by loyalists as he spoke out against the kings rule over the people living in the colonies, she was alone in the world. Left with only her family fortune, but with no one to look after her. Being a woman of means, but with no husband yet it was decided for her that she would be given to the care of a loyalist that would soon to be her husband.
Her carriage pulled up to the grand manor, that was to become her new home, servants already rushing to unpack her things, but she just remained sitting inside the carriage staring at the place would become her prison.
Alaina sat in the carriage looking out at the beautiful world before, but now nothing seemed beautiful. She was angry she was sad, and although she tried to hid it she was afraid. But even with so many emotions all anyone ever seen was her beauty. Her long raven colored hair, that seemed too sparkle when light hit it, her slender figure but shapely womanly curve, her lips the color of fine rubies, but it was her eyes which where a pale purple that was her most striking feature.
Her father was killed by loyalists as he spoke out against the kings rule over the people living in the colonies, she was alone in the world. Left with only her family fortune, but with no one to look after her. Being a woman of means, but with no husband yet it was decided for her that she would be given to the care of a loyalist that would soon to be her husband.
Her carriage pulled up to the grand manor, that was to become her new home, servants already rushing to unpack her things, but she just remained sitting inside the carriage staring at the place would become her prison.