In Diana's room,
"Get up! I have sothing to talk about!" the duchess locked the door of Diana's room and rushed to Diana whose body was numb from using the overwhelming magic a mont ago.
"Mom, you're back." Diana smiled so brightly seeing her mother after a long ti, she tried to get up from the bed but her body was in a really bad condition.
"Get up!!! Do you hear ??"
"...yes..." her smile disappeared, her eyes went teary being started to her mother's loud voice.
Her mother couldn't bear to see her daughter being so lazy in her eyes, she walked to her bed and grabbed her hand tightly dragging her out of the bed to the desk.
"Mom, I'm hurt...I'm hurt..."
"Stop being so whiny, I have sothing important."
"Mom...I'm really hurt...please...release my hand." the part of her wrist her mother held turned red.
"Stop calling mom, it's disturbing."
"...yes Duchess." Diana tried her hardest to hold back the tear from how her mother treated her.
She put Diana on the chair and searched her diary on the desk.
"Where is your diary??"
"In the drawer."
The duchess opened the drawer and grabbed the diary and started reading all the content in it.
"Is that all of it??" her mother asked her harshly with her eyes glaring dagger at Diana whose complexion starting to get worse.
"...yes, I didn't sleep much since I have to train at night."
"What?? What did you just say??!!" her mother slapped her face and pulled out her hair to calm her anger.
"I need to defend myself too, mom...I'm hurt, please...don't hurt ."
"How many tis did I tell you?? Stop wasting your ti in that stupid sword fighting!! Don't you see your past life is repeating over again??"
"...it was bound to be like that!!"
"No, it wasn't!! It was because you're stupid. The crown prince should be doing sothing by now if he really loves you. Such a useless brat."
"Why are you so an to ...? I'm your daughter...why didn't you treat the sa way as you did with Marinette and brother Tristan?!"
"You dare ask that when you have no use for ?! Tristan will be the next duke of this duchy and Marinette will be the crown princess and you...?? You're nothing!!"
"I'm your daughter, mom...why do you hate so much?? Why?!" Diana was sobbing and wiping her tear. Her hair was fallen on the floor but her mother didn't care one bit.
"..."
"Am I even your daughter? Do you love ?" Diana was asking her crying heavily, her cheek which was slapped by her mother, its pain didn't compare to her heart breaking at every mont.
"Stop asking obvious questions, here is another magic orb. Use it on Marinette every opportunity you have, she won't be able to control her magic if her magic energy starts to increase."
"I don't know how to use it. It almost killed this morning."
"If you're smart like Marinette, you will know how to use it. Don't call mom if you can't do it. You have to be the crown princess no matter what."
"...yes Duchess." Diana took the small magic orb and hit inside her dress, her mother glanced at her a bit and then left the room.
Diana's POV
Why was everyone so obsessed with the duke's title? The crown princess's title? The throne?
What was so important about all of those things?
My head hurt...
Hic...hic...
I grew up in the most influenced household in the empire, every kid should be jealous of but there were always people saying wherever I went.
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