The Heiress Who Stole the Show

Ever since I was little, I’d been a born performer. I loved being the center of attention.

When Mom refused to let me eat meat, I screamed loud enough for the whole village to hear that she was abusing me.

When Dad cheated with a widow from the next village,

I secretly photographed them naked in bed that very night, printed the pictures on flyers, and handed them out to everyone in town.

When my brother pushed me into a pond and stood on the bank laughing with his buddies,

I turned around and set the neighbor’s pigpen on fire, then shouted over the village loudspeaker: