I felt the tailor stab me with a pin in my thigh but I didn't say anything this time. My mother watched with tears as I got my dark green suit fitted.
"Mother, why are you crying?", I ask,
"Oh no reason, I'm just so proud of you, it feels like just yesterday I was changing your diapers and wiping you little bottom."
"That's because it was yesterday mom, hahaha"
"Shut up Payton" Payton was so lucky, mother always favored him because he was goofy and smiling. Me on the other hand didn't have a reason to smile, I was to marry a prissy little girl who thinks she has everything that it takes to be queen AND THEN I'll have produce an heir. AND IM NOT EVEN KING YET!
Once I have the right to leave the sewing room I had straight to my room the only place no one could enter (except father) I sit down at my desk, move all my important papers away and grab the box. Father didn't know about the box he would kill me. I sat down and let myself be me. Free and happy.