This came from an idea I suggested to Chai to help her on one of her story projects she had for class. If she used it or not, I don't know. But I just wanted to try it. So this is just a start... A test. to see how it goes.
All ideas and characters © Tsuu (aka Samantha S.)
My name is Ruth A. Marigold. I was born in the winter, of the year 1832. We are now in the year of 1851, and it is spring. I am known for my grand status, by my inheritance of my former father, who invested in the now famous Marigold Manor.
The Marigold family is one of those gems of society. They have lived in riches for centuries… and we do not plan to change that fact in history. I in fact plan to raise it.
What in the world is a silly young woman doing in the hold of so much money, you must be wondering, kind sir or lady. There must be some other relatives older than her, who can take charge, you must be thinking.
My parents, pity their souls, were not blessed with a son. Instead they had a healthy baby girl. My mother died when I turned seven. My father, anxious to then marry me off, started his search for a possible husband by the time I was thirteen.
My father started to invite me to parties, give me luxurious gowns, pearls—much a girl’s dream. Many for my sweet smile and charming exterior praised me. I had many bachelors ask for my hand in marriage.
This was when I tasted the true taste of decadence. Wine was sweet, money brought many desires come true… As I soon realized what society was made of—I made a decision. Something nobody could change, not even my father.
I would become heir of the Marigold inheritance. No one else would hold it from me.
But life has its distractions. Other than money and greed, there does lie many mysteries. Many very powerful…
This is where my true story begins.
