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[center][h1][color=86608E]D[/color]orothea [color=86608E]H[/color]ohnstein[/h1] [h3]von Albesatz-Danzau[/h3][/center]
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[center][h3]Catastrophic events[/h3][/center]



Dorothea’s feelings were quite turbulent. Anger, fear, sadness… guilt. Everything about that day was wrong. Not only did she fail to keep her mind on the mission, she also yelled at people she shouldn’t have and Manfred… Manfred… if not for Vedil, would’ve died.. However the price… the thought of it was enough to truly terrify her. No matter what she tried to do to keep those thoughts at bay, nothing helped, even her books weren’t enough to calm her.

The feeling of her body moving outside of her own control, the magic coming from her… terrifying magic she does not know coming from her fingertips. The feeling she felt when [i]She[/i] beat those things… even if it wasn’t her own doing… it felt invigorating. [color=86608E]‘Was that my doing? Was that me?..’[/color] 

[color=86608E]“Well, if I don’t have much left. I guess I’ll have to make my life worth something before..”[/color] She gulped. [color=86608E]“..I’m gone..”[/color] A warm feeling came over her as she realized that at the very least she could use her life to help someone that deserves it more. 

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Looking through her mail. [color=86608E]“A suitor’s letter, another one, another… Oh, this one is transparent about it. No Heinrich, my family isn’t interested in an alliance with your house.”[/color] Then a letter with not just one familial seal on it… but one of the combined houses... [color=86608E]“Are the Benrath organizing a party, having every other house’s blessing? Maybe the Rheinsburg thought it would be important enough that every other house would put the national seal on it?.. ”[/color]

Tears dripped off the girl’s cheek as she read the letter. [color=86608E]“You’re kidding, right?... Me?.. This must be a prank letter, haha! Annalie can be a bit of a prankster!”[/color] Dorothea’s laughter did not last long, being replaced by silence. Placing the letter on the table, taking a seat and resting her head onto her arms all that could escape her mouth was a soft: [i][color=86608E]“Why?..”[/color][/i]