Once upon a time there was this girl.. She had been an orphan ever since she could remember. One day, a man came in to adopt a little Tyrant, but, all of them were just frightened by his gaze. She wanted to take her chances on going, leaving this dreaded orphanage. And this man, was just not pleased with the other children. She ran out her room to see him, and yelled out at him, with a harsh "HEY!" And his attention was immediately caught, he turned his head to her. His clothing was rich with black and red, it would catch anyone's attention. One of the teachers held her back, whilst the Dane of the orphanage was thinking on what to do. The girl bit the teachers hand and walked near the man. The man glared at the girl, scoffing. By the near damn looks of it, it seemed as if he wanted that child, The Dane began to speak. "She isn't put up for adoption-!" But was cut off by another man with a light blue hair, seemingly dyed. "You dare talk back to the Duke..?" The Dane immediately got on his knee, "APOLOGIES!" He said with a quickness. The Duke looked at the girl, "What's your name..?" She scoffed, "I don't have one.." He walked closer to her, keeping a few feet away, "Didn't the orphanage give you a name.?" She took a step forward, "They call me Nia but I hate that name." He stood silent, then speaking. "You seem bold.. Do you know whose path you're blocking..?" His expression hardened, "It wouldn't be weird if you got executed on the spot." He walked closer to her, now only inches away from the small seven year old. "How brave.." She kept her stance, not moving a single inch. "You're right, that name doesn't suit you at all." He looked at her putting his gloved hand on his chin, thinking for a moment. "Leonia.." He said silently, Then saying it loud enough for her to hear, "Leonia Boletoi." She stood straight, a slight sign of happiness and relief, but confused at the same time, What does he mean..? He continued, "That is your new name." She looked up at him, "That name is to long." He had a slight annoyed expression, "That is your new name idiot." Her eye brows furrowed angrily, "I'm not an idiot!" She shouted out. He picked her up, but she was trying to hit him, yet her arms were to small. "I should call an etiquette tutor when we get back to the Dukedom.." The man with blue hair had looked shocked, "M-My Lord?!" And the tall man, with the rich colors, the black hair and gloves. Had brought little Leonia to his carriage.

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