My name is Isabelle Claire. Since I can remember, I have lived in a grand old mansion. This mansion has weathered the passage of time, with its weathered walls bearing the marks of history, each stone seemingly telling tales of the past. Despite this, the mansion remains incredibly sturdy, standing on this land for hundreds of years. It serves as a symbol of the Claire Family, reminding each generation how deep our roots are.
As a member of the Claire Family, I was bestowed with noble status from birth. This is an inherent honor, an invaluable treasure passed down by my family. However, as I grew older, I gradually realized that this honor does not merely signify a halo and privileges; it feels more like an invisible shackle that tightly binds me to the family's rules and expectations. As a descendant of the Claire family, every action and word I utter carries special significance, and it seems that any misstep could tarnish the family's reputation.
On the day I was born, my father first mentioned the heirloom passed down through generations—the "Dragon's Blood." This is a precious gem that radiates a deep red color, resembling solidified blood. According to legend, Dragon's Blood possesses unparalleled power, granting its holder mysterious abilities and even the potential to alter fate. However, only those of Claire blood can unlock the secrets of this gem. This secret became an indispensable part of my life; from that day forward, I took on the responsibility of guarding it.
My life appears carefree on the surface but is actually meticulously arranged by my family. As a noble lady, I received rigorous training in etiquette and education, taught from a young age how to behave properly and become a "proper lady" who meets family expectations. My daily schedule is packed; aside from learning various skills and etiquette, I hardly have any time for myself. Although this life is calm, it is also exceedingly dull, as if I am trapped in a resplendent cage with no way out.
However, everything changed when I met Eric. He is a mysterious and charming man whose presence shattered my monotonous life. Eric's appearance is strikingly handsome, reminiscent of a vampire noble from mythology, exuding a cold allure. His eloquence and unique charm captivate me with every gesture he makes. Initially, he appeared at the edges of my life, drawing my attention in an elusive manner.
At first, I remained cautious around Eric, but he easily broke down my defenses with a few clever lies. His sweet words seemed to possess magic, gradually intoxicating me. As a noble lady who had never experienced the world outside my family's confines, I found myself unable to resist his advances. He was both witty and enigmatic, introducing me to experiences I had never imagined before. He was the first person I encountered who existed outside my family's world—someone with whom I felt a deep connection.
I naively believed that Eric was my soulmate and destined true love. He showered me with care and introduced me to a world beyond family obligations. He taught me how to find joy in this dreary life and how to break free from the shackles imposed by my family to pursue my inner desires. Gradually, my dependence on him deepened; he became my only salvation and hope for escaping familial constraints.
In a carefully orchestrated "accident," Eric heroically saved me. His bravery and decisiveness further convinced me that he was my true prince charming. From that moment on, Eric frequently appeared in my life; it seemed our bond was unbreakable. I was completely immersed in this romance and willing to give up everything for him—even my dignity as a noble lady.
However, I failed to realize that all of this was merely part of his carefully woven deception. On a dark night, Eric finally revealed his true colors. He exploited my trust in him to extract secrets about Dragon's Blood. Unbeknownst to me, he stealthily entered my room and stole our family's treasured heirloom. The entire process was so effortless; his methods were clean and left no trace behind.
When I discovered that Dragon's Blood had vanished without a trace, Eric had already flown far away. He callously abandoned me and even mocked my foolishness before leaving. He lightly tapped my cheek with his cold dagger-like words dripping with disdain: "What a foolish woman you are to fall for something so simple." His words pierced my heart like a blade; I knelt amidst the blood-soaked ground feeling an unprecedented sense of hatred and despair.
At that moment, it felt as though I had awakened from a dream; all sweetness and happiness crumbled in an instant. I once thought Eric was my salvation—the key to escaping the confines of my family’s cage. But now I understand he was merely a con artist using me to achieve his own ends. And I—the foolish girl who yearned for love—had become just a pawn in his scheme.
My heart shattered by betrayal and pain; my world turned dark and bleak. Yet amidst this endless darkness, I felt a surge of power—the power of hatred. Eric's betrayal made me realize how naive and ignorant I had been; I could no longer be that girl who relied solely on family protection. I must grow stronger—to reclaim Dragon's Blood for the Claire Family and ensure that no one could deceive me so easily again.
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