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| Yulia Orlova | Aug 30 2008, 03:35 PM |
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It was an accent that made Yulia inwardly cringe. If she weren't a lady, she would retch. She'd turn away and shake her head. And ask herself why did one of them have to be enrolled here with her? Did the Headmistress not think? Yulia could get over the fact that there was a girl here that liked to play with worms, which was disgusting and wretchedly disgraceful in it's own right. There was another girl who had just licked her hands, which she could forgive. But this? One of those people that acted as the opposition in the war that her brother fought in? She just felt outdone. Yulia eyed her competition. She looked at the girl in her garments - garments of a rather pretty blue and gold color, though it seemed so much more primitive than what Yulia would dare don. She was a tiny one too - so short and so small. Was this how they liked their women in that country? So skinny and so thin? She looked so frail that the very thought of a corset on such a body would snap the little twig in two. Still, Yulia would have to be gracious to her. She was superior to this one, in every way. She would have to conduct herself as such - and show her how true nobility behaved. "Good day to you, miss," Yulia kept her head high, and responded with a condescending smile. "Has the day been good to you as well?" |
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