"..Wish I could be part of that world.."

Hyoyeon | Slave | 18

 

Having a child outside of marrige is a scandalous thing looked down on. Even worse when one of the parents is a slave and one is not. So the start of Hyoyeon's life was not that bright, not that happy. It was very miserable to say the least actually. It was only natural that she was going to become a slave. She was sold into a household, grew up there and has been there since. Even if she herself didn't notice she was treated quite differently. It was all because of her looks. A beautiful face with large sparkling eyes and the most noticable thing, her hair was a golden blonde. 

Golden hair is something upperclass ladies have. And even most of them don't have natural blond hair and it was pretty much non existant among common folks. And here there was a slave girl with it. She was quite the sight. And as she grew older her looks only increased in beauty and her will grew stronger despite being amongs the lowest of the lowest in the hierchy. She wanted to be free, even for a short time only to know what it was like. She had been born in captivity, she'd never been outside in the real world and wanted to be there so badly. But in her position it was imposible. The only way for her to be free was to buy herself free, but then with what money? Or to flee. 

The second option turned out to be just as hopeless as the first one. Many time's she fled but was always captured and returned to her master. THe last time she fled she had to pay for the trouble by burning her skin. THe sigil of her master, imprinted in her skin on her back forever. It was the last obstacle for her. And that wa sone she couldn't get over. Her chances of being free had vanished forever it seemed. Her wings were cut off..