Role

Chapter 2

Ah, the words every little girl loved hearing from those wrapped around her
fingers. Yes my darling would often be the reply from her mother as she would
heap upon her selfish and spoiled demands. Though who could blame little
Araristara, for she could be very charming when she wanted to be. Running
around the establishment as if she owned the place, everyone could not but
help love this little girl. Their little raven they called her, for her hair
was jet black with almost a purplish glossy sheen to it when the light hit it
just right. And on top of that she was known for often stealing shinny
babbles which were left around the place.

And even those who were annoyed with little Araristara would not dare say a
word for her mother was a well known and powerful courtesan. Companion to
many who wield power, is was even said that Araristara's father was some high
ranking Lord within the Empire. So this was the little kingdom in which
Araristara found herself growing up in, and rightfully so or not, she was the
princess to rule over them all.