Mari's POV:
The palace is made of gold and silver and I feel absolutely tensed whenever I am arrowing my thoughts to the goal board in my mind. What else can a stupid, little orphan do. I have none of my own's and that makes me weaker. I have been targeted, since day one and I don't seem to blame anyone but my fate. Possibly I had done something wrong in the past life to have been trapped into this golden hell. This hell shows all possibilities of making me lose my life to its golden shimmers which might turn into smoldering fire any moment. the only person who could have saved me is me! But my fear stopped me from escaping this hell. I don't blame my position here too. Every time I looked vulnerable to the chiefs of this palace, they knew exactly what to do with me. Here I am now, having extensive dust allergies and wearing a maid's outfit with a white cloth on my nose. It felt awful to have a bondage on my nose while working however, if by fault, I dared sneeze or cough inside the royal chambers ; I would be the last person to smell the air inside the palace.