Sophia de la Cerda Posted December 12, 2015 Share Posted December 12, 2015 ~Katzenberg Castle, Germany~ “Are you done yet?” Eight-year-old Sophia glanced at her reflection in the mirror as her maidservant gently untangled her long waist-length curls. “Very soon, my lady,” the woman answered. The young girl rolled her eyes. She had awakened late this morning and she was afraid she would miss breakfast. Of course, the cooks would save a portion for her and maybe slip her a few sweets, but she wanted to eat with her father. He had returned late last night after a long trip to England, and she hadn't seen him yet. Sophia was always excited when he came home, not because he brought her lots of expensive gifts, but because she loved every minute she got to spend with him. Finally the maidservant set the brush down on the vanity. “All you need now is a ribbon to keep your hair out of you face, my lady.” “I want the pretty green one, the one with the little pink flowers.” “You're wearing purple today. Green doesn't go with purple.” Sophia raised her chin stubbornly. “I want the green one.” “Very well.” A few moments later, Sophia descended the staircase and entered the dining room, stopping in the doorway when she beheld not her beloved father, but a tall young man she had never seen before. He had long blonde curls just like she did. “Who are you?” she asked rather rudely. “And where is my Papa?” Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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