You should thank your lucky stars for @ladyccr and her wonderful commissions! This story features characters from my first Rakshasa story. I hope you guys enjoy it!
You were excited about the festival. It was an event your father put on every year to celebrate and thank the people of the village. Your father was a nobleman but he was kind and generous to his people. He was much well loved outside his home as he was in it. You were the only daughter out of five boys and the youngest as well. You were ready to admit your father did spoil you. But he also made you and your brothers understand hard work and the value of what you had.
It never occurred to you that your father was seen as eccentric by his friends. When you joined the events your family threw you heard what people whispered behind his back. The whole thing it sent you crying to your room. It took you a while to build up a thick skin. Your brothers explained that the only reason they did that was because they weren’t good people.
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