Dorothy Gale.
Her life had always been shaped by an innate ability to discern truth from falsehood.
It wasn't a power she was born with but a skill she honed from a young age, an adaptation necessary for survival.
This seemingly celestial gift was rooted not in mystical origins but in a keen understanding of human nature—a survival mechanism crafted through constant exposure to judgment and deceit.
From an early age, Dorothy learned to navigate a world where whispers and scrutinizing gazes were her constant companions.
She was acutely aware of the disdain that surrounded her, not only from those outside her family but from within her own home.
Bastard....
Her status was one of paradox: noble blood coursed through her veins, yet her existence was marked by an absence of true nobility.
She was born of spite and scorn, a living embodiment of her family's failures and societal rejection.
