Chapter 1
She pulled the red dress on. They were getting tighter and shorter. All of her clothes were. But who would be willing to provide for a girl like Sharana Bell? All she brought was bad luck. At the age of 5 her parents were brutally killed in a protest against the king, but she survived and was adopted by the one of the king's minister. After all her father had done for the kingdom it was the least the king and his ministers could do wasn't it? However at 8 years old the minister, her dear stepfather died of pneumonia and yet again she was taken in by the king and put under the care of his sister, who had no kids of her own. But 2 years later when she was 10 the king's sister was killed by a wild tiger. And this time Sharana wasnt so lucky. She wasnt killed but she was left with horrible, ugly scars on her arms. By now she was pronounced cursed by the royal priest and no one would adopt her. No one would court her either cause all men could see were the scars on her arms and the cursed fate in her eyes. The king had given her a servant's quarter and three meals a day. That was all she got. And god forbid she asked for more.
