''I don't think my story is half as sad as anyone else's..'' Celestia said and didn't look at him. ''I would not even say mine is... Cause its not... Its about a overprotected father, that wanted his daughter to grow up like a good looking, young woman with a lot off potential husbands, longing for her hand.. A father that did not see what his 'little princess' wanted the most.. A chance to prove that she was strong like her brothers... More not.. When it got to far, I ran away... I knew from my mother that I her mother lived on the lower floors.. I went to her... from there I trained everyday.. Worked to get money..'' she said and stared back trough the window. ''I don't care that you knew I am from a noble family.. I just don't trust anybody... My father has enough power over the whole system that he can get me out of it.. That is why I do not call out my family name'' she said. ''I'll never say that name until I showed my potentials.. and showed that I can fight'' she said and then turned around. To her, the talk was over and she walked back to the table they had been sitting at.

She sat down and started to eat slowly from her, almost cold, dinner. She didn't mind, she had to eat something after all. She sighed and leaned with her head on her hand while she was eating. She was kind of wondering how her brothers were doing... They had never been really bad to her.. She did remember one was going to marry soon when she ran away. She was supposed to be bridesmaid... Shaking her head about the idea that she had to wear a dress, she took a bite of her fish.