Chapter 27 - Not So Different

Immediately, she felt Lady Kestra's hand pull her up, while she stood in front of her, shielding her.

"Go your way." She said lowly to the crowd. That was the first time today, that Belladonna had heard that domineering tone she had always used on her when she had just gotten to the castle.

They all left, mumbling between themselves.

"They don't despise you," Lady Kestra said to her as they walked away from the stall. "Don't feel terrible, they don't hate you."

Well that wasn't what she was worried about. In fact, she didn't even know what she had been worried about and she couldn't be exactly sure of what she felt.

"They are not used to seeing scars. They are horrified that you have so many. It is a good thing though, don't feel somehow, now you have their pity."

But she didn't want their pity, neither did knowing that they were horrified of her do anything to make her feel any better.

It was only when Lady Kestra stopped that she realized that she had taken them to a Clothing Sto