The game of destiny

The cry of a newborn resounded in the room, alerting everyone to its arrival. That scream made me wake up from my dream. Unknowingly, that damned scream would be the beginning of a long and fateful life.

I had slept enough, that when I realized that it had been a few hours, or so I thought. The servants ran desperately looking for water, when I wanted to stop one of them to ask where I was, I ended up being crossed. A dream, perhaps? Perhaps a passing illusion? ... No, it was a nightmare.

No one could see me, I suddenly realized that I was floating in the room and not reflecting in the mirrors. The Matron arrived and took the baby, who was wrapped in several towels and who would not stop crying, to another room. The next instant, I was dragged through the walls to finish where the baby was.

Between all the lack of control and crying, I tried to think what the hell had happened. I did not know this house, it was very old for my taste, with old-fashioned furniture and strangely dressed people ... mmmm.

[-I remember now! That damn bastard shot me in the head. But you'll see bastard, I hope you rot in hell for murdering me, neither you nor your family will survive my curse for having turned me into a ghost-] she swears by heaven to get her anger out of her

The uproar got worse. The doctor arrived and began to wash the baby to treat the wound caused by the scalpel. A deep wound was produced on the entire left arm by accident while trying to cut the umbilical cord. The baby was born with the cord around her neck and it all ended in disaster. The Doctor stopped the bleeding and sewed up the baby to finish sedating him a little so that he would stop crying.

-I finished. Alicia, continue with the procedures please, I will go tell the lady that the girl is safe. -The doctor calmed down and continued with the orders to those present-Weigh the girl and do the medical procedures-

-Birth; Day 26 of month 11 of the Nix calendar, Dianorah Donovan, 2.07 kg. Condition; Laura brings the tape to measure it.- the midwife wrote down everything hastily

[What a useless fuss and lack of professionalism. So you and I are connected?] - The floating spirit approaches the baby and notices that she breathes with difficulty- [They caused you pain as soon as you arrived in the world, that is having bad luck. You will have a horrible scar for life, which hurts, but you know what, a tattoo can cover it when you grow up]

They took the baby to another place and her spirit followed her. So she spent her time, coming and going without wanting to move, until after several hours, the girl was taken to her mother, who took the girl and observed her attentively. The staff left at the woman's request to breastfeed the baby in a rocking chair.

[Oh! It seems that your mother loves you very much]

The blonde woman started crying when she saw her wound and she hugged the baby and then placed it in her crib. She patted her back and started saying a few things to the baby.

-This is my punishment, I still think you shouldn't have been born. I wish you did not exist, you will only be a nuisance from now on and with that useless arm you have, this will be worse -the woman turns and goes back to bed

[I take back what I said, your mother is a heartless bitch. You don't say that to a newborn unless you're fucking crazy]

Anger welled up from the spirit and amid her insults to the baby's mother, the door opened to let a man in and then closed behind him. The blond man glared at the woman who had her head bowed, approached her crib and also began to criticize the girl.

-I was informed that her arm was injured. She even shows futility at birth, it couldn't have been worse. Being albino is a bad omen, she deserves the name she has.- the man turns to the woman -I expected anything from you, but this is a disaster from the beginning. Next time, don't bring bad luck to this house.

Having said the latter, the man leaves, leaving the woman desolate, who in frustration sends the maids to take the baby away.

[Not only the mother, but also the father is scum, which I did to deserve this]

**

Weeks passed and the baby was placed in the care of a babysitter. The mother had not come forward for the entire time, and the milk was from a designated midwife. Then she realized that when night came, she could walk at will inside the mansion but could not leave it. Taking advantage of that moment, she snuck into the lords 'rooms, the servants' bedroom, and other places like the kitchen, the loft, and more.

During her night walks, she learned that she had regressed almost 300 years, and that the Donovan family were currently in their early years as a ducal family, before their abrupt fall following the assassination of the last guardian of the Noctis Empire many years from now. .

The guardian was originally from the duchy and for many it would have been a reason to party, incredible as it may seem, even knowing that fact, they handed her on a silver platter to the enemy to be eliminated, sinking both her family and the empire in one deserved curse, to such an extent that the emperors denigrated them commoners, to end up being persecuted until the death of the last descendant, completely erasing their lineage. But that is a separate detail.

The newborn girl was a problem, because she was born albino. These traits were not considered in the Donovan family, as the rumor spread that the Duchess had had an affair and hence the girl was born. The duke angrily ostracized his wife, causing her health to fail and the girl being born prematurely.

The rumor came from the viperine and envious tongues of other noble women, and they would not stop until the ducal couple managed to separate. But although they did not separate, the coexistence was fatal and irreconcilable between the two. The news spread that the Duchess gave birth to a stillborn child so as not to have to explain anything and bury the fact once and for all.

The baby who ended up being the reason for the dispute, would be left to her fate and face many difficulties and if she even grew well, it would be by a pure miracle. And so the years passed, other children entered the life of the Donovan family to give them happiness and pride, while little Dianorah hid in the far part of the mansion as the niece of a servant.