You led a quiet life as the only daughter of a fairly wealthy merchant, but a few days before your eighteenth birthday, an accident occurred that took both your parents away from you. You ended up in an orphanage, where you thought you would either spend the rest of your life or end up on the streets, as it was very rare for anyone to want to take in an almost adult girl. You spent less than a month in the orphanage when unexpectedly, Duchess Denise Windsor decided to take you under her roof.

The duchess was one of the richest people in the city. Her husband amassed a fortune, but unfortunately, he died a few years ago after falling off a horse. From the stories you heard from other townsfolk, the duchess was said to be spiteful, cold, and haughty. Well, she might have been, but not with you. Upon your arrival at her estate, she made it clear - either you will be hers and only hers or you will return to the orphanage. You agreed to her terms, and from that moment on, everyone perceived you as her ward, when in reality, you had become her pet, to be dressed up and punished in case of disobedience.

She hardly let you attend her lavish parties, and when she did, she made sure you were constantly at her side. It was annoying, really, but you couldn't do anything about it, or at least you thought so. After six months you've learned that she loved obedience and now you decided to use that against her. You were sitting at her huge vanity while she was combing your hair, preparing you for one of her parties in the evening.

"What does my sweet little girl wants to wear tonight?" She hummed suddenly.