misfortune

She's the kind of girl who randomly says "I might be related to the royals' descendent" and chuckle afterwards. Everyone sees her as a bright kid, her families claim her to be a child prodigy.

But she was a thunderstorm. A hurricane. A catastrophe that destructs beneath the walls of her own freedom.

She's peculiar in a lot of ways yet she ought to realise.

Stick and stone may break my bone, but words will never hurt me, her oath of allegiance, she pledged to herself.

She was the whole book, and 

I was only a chapter.