It was suffocating, that moment when your ideals got crushed. The pain of a part of you dying forever, never emerging again.
Unfortunately for Eliseline, that moment happened twice.
The first it happened; it was a slow and torturous process - one that lasted since Eliseline's childhood till until three years ago. One that seemed almost designed by something high up to teach her one single lesson.
Eliseline was always a prodigal child. Everyone said so to her and everyone meant it. Though she was the little sister to both Lucius and the late duchess, Frejanna, everyone also joked that she should be the next duchess Erst. Back then, the two heirs apparent weren't really the ideal candidates.