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Many years have passed since then, Iya grew up, and was already a girl of marriageable age. She was about 17, she was wildly good, blossomed, as befits age. Parents, however, did not consider her beautiful, rather cute.

I must admit that by this time, from a good meek girl, Iya had turned into a rather absurd young lady who constantly contradicted her parents.

All the time it seemed to her that they wanted to belittle her dignity, did not see her good qualities, and gave her little tenderness. Father, however, was always gentle with Iya, but even he was strict.

So she grew up, and her parents more and more often talked that it was time for her to get married, since her character could deteriorate in the end. Mom, in moments of warmth, encouraged her: «You will definitely meet your prince. As simple as that. Once».

It happened once.

Iya was walking in the park (and her parents, who have grown rich since then, bought up the adjacent land), which belonged to their estate, and suddenly met a handsome young man. True, he was not dressed like a nobleman. There were a simple shirt, and boots. The pants were dirty gray and he looked pretty simple.

But something in his gaze caught Eeu so much that she could not resist and came up to speak to him.

– Hello! What are you doing here alone?

– Hello. I am not alone, the carpenter is with me. We’re fixing your stable.

The guy answered without much interest, and Iya thought that he was deliberately cold with her.

There was no point in continuing the conversation, but she finally asked:

– Are you from these places?

– Nope. From afar, he drawled. And he yawned.

«Everything is clear,» the girl thought. – Another good-for-nothing.

And yet, when she returned home, the image of the boy did not leave her head.

There was something so captivating about him. Some kind of masculine strength.

Two months passed, and with all the desire… She never met him again.

***

That year, on the day of the celebration of the new year, a large ball was given at the King’s Palace. And the Yi Family was also invited. Parents whispered that she would finally meet the same one and leave their house on free bread. They were already very tired of the conflicts.

Iya did not understand what was between her and her parents, but she knew that the rare moments of warmth and understanding were worth «enduring» their indifference.