Christana sat before her mirror, staring at her reflection. By this time, all her hair had turned a bright blue color. Her eyes were slightly wide, and there were tears pooled at the corners of her eyes. No matter how she tried to hide it, dying it would only fade away within a few hours, and she was forced to wear a hat or bandana to cover up her blue locks.
Although her brother tried his best to ensure that she did not feel any different with her blue hair, she could always feel the gaze that he planted on her when her hair was free. The feeling was suffocating.
She dug her face into her palms, forcing down the sob that was in her throat. The red hair that was the pride of royal drakkons was no more. Although she did not despise the blue hair that was similar in color to her mother's, it did not mean that she felt nothing about it.
