Lucy p.o.v

My pink lacy dress catches on every little thron and branch within a foot radious because its that puffy. I cant belive how people here consider this beautiful.I remeber when old worn clothes were all i needed to be happy and feel beautiful.

Its cold.

I used to never be cold. I had my own personal heater, my own dragon. But that was back when i was alive. Im not alive anymore. This isnt living. This is existing.

Leaves and twigs crush under my bare feet. High heels dont make good running shoes. I slip and fall. I get up. I slip and fall. I get up.

Thats how its been for two years.

I have lost all hope at this point. No longer do i wait by my chained window, waiting for a loud roar and an angered natsu. No longer do they keep chains on my window, because they know at this point i wouldnt bother climbing out.

They were right.

So what am i doing now? Im running of course. Nothing new. "My own adventure" i call it. My adventures used to be filled with tears and screams, but as i lost natsu, as i lost my spirit, my eyes dried. Now the o ly noise is the sound of breaking branches and stumbling feet.

Same thing everyday.

I finish lessons. I meet a suitor. I smile to mother in the left wing hallway. I change into my newest dress, and i run. I run as fast as i can.

The gaurds always catch me. Its nothing new when i fall again but this time im helped up instead of hastily throughing my self up.

And im escorted back to the castle to continue my schedule... But today is diffrent.

As we reach the castle i notice my mothers figure standing by the large entrance. As we get nearer she speaks, "i see your back from your little walk, oh and your messy, nothing new, anyway... Me and your father have decided that you reauire your own personal knight, seeing that everyday it seems to take longer to bring you back from your little runs. Me and your father would be so heartbroken if you got lost or injured"

Lost or injured... She means escape. They would be hurt if i got away. If i got to live my life. If i was happy. "Mother no, i wont allow someone to accompany me on my runs!" Thats was the only time all to myself... She cant take that from me.

"Oh tut tut, he's a fine young man, and you'll find he is very good at making his presance hidden, you wont even notice him"

"Yes, indeed i am very good at masking my presance aren't i?"

I shiver at the voice, instantly reconizing it. I look at the knight below me, and realize that this knight was diffrent than the other.

This knight was cruel.

He was a tall pale boy woth dark black hair and i remeber him as one of my least favorite suitor options. Then it hit me. I wasnt getting any closer to freedome when i ran, this was just my twisted mother finding a way to come up with a good excuse to force me to pick him... But i hate him most of all. I hated Rouge the second i saw him.

"No need to worry my dear, ill be a very respectful and loyal protector" every word spewed from his mouth was a lie.