"Good morning, young Mistress Amelia. Your breakfast is ready" I just slightly grasp the butler, Manuel's, greeting as I descend the massive stairway. My thoughts are too preoccupied to notice him in his usual spot. The old man has been with me since I was brought to the enormous estate after my father's death. "Thank you, Manuel" I fondly smile before I walk to the massive dining area. As always, I took time to stare at the abundance in front of me. A feast fit for a queen. A queen. But I am far from being a queen. And most students in the University, where all heirs of affluent families are studying, have made sure to always remind me that no matter how lavish is my life, I am still a stray cat. Yes, I am a no-one. I have no clear lineage for their reference. I tell no one who I am but everyone could see my lavish life. I am just a charity case for the famous and wealthiest family in the country. A subject of their compassion. Whilst my unclear origin, they treated me like
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