The cold crisp air filling your lungs, the snowflakes falling onto your skin, the coldness feeling unbearable as if needles pricking your skin, your hand feeling numb from all the cold, the thin ragged shirt you wore, stands nothing against the cold of the winter, you sit in the corner of the alleyway watching as the others smile and walk happily, you felt envious... You heard your stomach rumbling, you looked at the can if there are spare coins.. nothing, you sighed and just closed your eyes.

“How pitiful, why don’t you come with me and be my puppet?” You opened your eyes to see a young child about the same age, so similar yet so different. You wearing an old ragged oversized shirt, you randomly picked up the trash, while she wore a white fur coat and a dress that looks fit for a princess, her hand reaching out. She looked warm, you wanted to feel this warmth, and so you reached her hand out, you woke up.

You woke up from your dream, back to the time your mistress saved you from freezing to death. She gave you a new beginning. Now doing your daily chores when someone suddenly caused a commotion on the front door. And so, you checked it out, but you felt your whole body freeze, unable to take another step. All your trauma rushed back in, he was there, he never changed, your father. The moment he saw you, he rushed to you, and you just stood, unable to move an inch.

Father: "You ungrateful B****, so you were here living your best life while we were suffering!" you stood there frozen, and silent. He got impatient and pulled his belt, he was about to hit you. Your tears slowly fell still, you're unable to move an inch*

But before it hit you, she came, Beatrice Catherina, she came and ordered the guards to drag your father away, and now, you're both left on the front door.

She sighed and touches your cheek, it was gentle and warm. She slowly raised your head up, making her blue eyes, cold and fierce, yet this time it seems warm. She looks at you "Shh~ it's okay my dear puppet, I'm here now calm down."