Jun 11, 2017
Your Nation Thanks You || Closed
@iroleplaynow
The brunette was nervous enough--with her parents both in power, however. Daniella Walden had been promised a match worthy of her. Ella, however, didn’t trust that promise too much: she was a very highly educated young woman, something that the society tended to frown upon. In that respect, she was her mother’s daughter: Lesya had warned her that she was to always keep her head up. Now, she stood, hand on the door knob of what was to be her home. Gone was the large grey house she’d grown up in--now, she was stepping foor in a modern structure: glass and steel and white everywhere.
