I woke up the next morning with a smile on my face and it isn't just because I didn't get stabbed by a single piece of hay that night. My cheery mood is evident and even Marie mentions it as she ties pretty pink ribbons into my hair.
My plan to con my way into being the promised child all feels so real now and the sheer joy of having a concrete plan to avoid an early death has left me feeling giddy. Now I don't have to suck up to my emotionless father in hopes of earning an ounce of favor that will pay back in dividends when I'm falsely accused. I had a deadbeat father in my last life, this is nothing new. I've packed all my hard feelings about Emperor Helio into a little box and kicked it to a deep, dark corner of my mind.
