Preparing

Hello Diary, This was one of the less exciting moments of the uprising events but I thought it was nessary to include this in here, it's also good to get it off my chest.

For the next few days I spent them properly training, shopping, learning. All while taking care of my family..

I was using my own saved up money, and doing everything on my own.

I remember shopping for dresses and I saw this long light purple dress, made just for the grand ball it shimmered in the light like the stars in the night sky, since this year's ball was themed over a mascerade, it also came with this purple feathered mask, several different shades of purple and white made the design of the mask, it also shined in certain areas of the mask.. lastly It came with a hair clip, a purple flower with a small, real purple crystal in the middle. I knew it was expensive, because that crystal is extremely rare, everything seemed to be made with fine silk and material. It was perfect, I wanted the dress so much.. I went inside of the store, it was full of suits and dresses, decorations and traditional gifts. I went straight to the dress and gentle grabbed the tag with my eyes closed. "Please be a good price.." I mumbled to myself.

180k?! I looked at it for a moment and sighed, the only dress in the store that was affordable was this short faded blue dress, the lowest quiality item in the shop, it looked like it was made of rags. I tried it on and looked at myself threw a mirror. It looked awful, the faded colors did not match me. The amount of skin It showed makes it disrespectful to wear at a ball, the mask it came with broke while putting it on. I compared it to the elegant purple dress that I could see afar from the stall, someone grabbed it. A tall man with black curly hair brown eyes, and pale skin. I ran out there and stood infront of him I was he had a soft yet indimidating stare. "I- was going to get that dress, I was just trying another one out.." He stared at me looking me up and down for a moment, he said nothing he just walked to the seller and finally spoke "I would like to buy this." His voice was deep and powerful, it sounded like he could stop a war with it. The registrar lady smiled widely oviously interested in him "Of course sir, that would be 180k." She replied while blushing a bit. He quietly grabbed his wallet and gave her what seemed to be over what was asked for. I could not help but mumble "Stupid rich guy.." I could never get such a beautiful dress anyways. Nor do I deserve it. "Excuse me?" He glared at me, He heard what I said. I was a little annoyed he took the dress and I could not help but let out a "Oh my dearest apologies." The sarcasticness was obvious in that sentence. he stared at me for a moment dropped the dress and walked away. I picked the dress up and off the floor and yelled "WAIT!" he was gone. I was confused, did he buy that for me? Why did he just walk out? Several more questions filled my head.. I went on to a shoe store, I found a lovely pair of while heels that fit the dress nicely, I figured I could get some white jewelry and it would make the dress "pop." I bought the rest of the needed items and went home. I spent the rest of my days practicing dances, cultures and learning what I needed to know..