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Standing in front of father I bowed with the best of my ability; especially since I am still small, I am only two. Feeling a force push down on me my hair that was once pinned up became a tousled mess beneath. I forgot to tell you my father a duke was an elite general. His ability is Soul law. He can manipulate wind to the degree that it is like a blade or as if gravity triples.

I call it to compress right now he is exerting that power on me. Only able to stand a few seconds I was on the ground kneeling. Seeing me on the field, my father stopped his assault and walked away. My mother didn't even flinch the whole time only my second mother she looked as if she wanted to intervene. After my mother and father walked away, the second mother helped me stand back up. Before she could help me any further, she hollered at by my father, "T, Aren't you coming?" Rising quickly, she dashed after my father ducking her head in fear. 'I wish she was my biological mother rather than the other way around.'

Fixing my hair, I blended back into the crowd. I don't wish to see the man I am supposed to marry. Besides in my past life, I grew up in a world where you got to choose who you get to marry. I had free will then so, of course, I do not accept this arranged marriage now. I can't wait to come into my abilities I am also going to train my body to become stronger. I will wait till I am at least five though. In thought, I almost walked into a person. Hearing that person cuss I felt a slap hit my cheek. 'WTFH I avoided them why did I get slapped?' Looking at the woman her dress has a small stain from the drink she is holding. 'So she slapped me because I caused her to spill on herself.'

From her look of rage, I was ready to laugh. 'So those kinds of bitches do exist. Since she wants to play the bitch, I will play the victim.' Tears welled into the corner of my eyes, and I started to rub them with a pained fearful expression. Rubbing my nose, I continued to act like as if I felt guilty and hurt, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you spill your drink. It is so hard to walk around I didn't mean it. I'm sorry, please don't hate me." Seeing my distressed look, some glared at the girl who slapped me.

Seeing my distress, a man walked forward and poured his drink on top of the girl. FYI that drink isn't water it is wine. Shrieking, the girl, looked at the man and stormed off in a rage while everyone laughed. Well, she definitely won't live this day down.