A pale girl slept soundly on her ornate bed. Her room looked lavish, well, comparatively lavish. There was wallpaper and decorations, which was much more than almost anyone else had. Her bed had silk sheet, or at least close enough to silk. Suddenly a stout chubby man busted into the room, "YOUNG LADY, I HAVE BEEN CALLING FOR YOU FOR THE PAST 10 MINUTES!" He yelled at the girl in a rather noticeable southern accent. This startled her and she quickly and ungracefully fell out of the bed. She wore her evening gown which didn't cover up much of anything. It was completely see-through and very comfortable. The man averted his eyes and continued, "I told you yesterday that we would be meeting with the new sheriff! Now if you aren't dressed and ready in the next fifteen minutes, then I'll..." He trailed off, he never really puinshed her for not doing as told, she just kinda did what she was supposed to. "...I don't know what but I'll think of something!" He said assertively.<br/><br/>The pale girl sitting nodded. "Okay, Daddy. I'll get ready right away!" She said in her soft southern voice. "But first a lady needs her privacy!" She pushed the stout man out, who was noticeable bigger than her despite being rather short himself. Genetics 'n all that jazz. Her lithe body looked very frail, but not underweight. She took off her gown and put on her daytime dress. It was a medium flowing dress with a corset to keep in pinned to figure. She went to her mirror and started to comb her long light purple hair. After high amounts of radiation, purple just became a normal hair color to humans. Something to do with the changes in perceived wavelengths and absorption of them in our hair. Of course, she did not know that. She was just born with it and assumed life was always like this. She walked out into the hall, now completely ready to set out. She'd never really left the house, and this was her first time going out past their garden. She walked past the library of books she had read completely. There weren't many books that were salvageable, but there was quite a collection the mayor's manor had. She walked down to the entry hall and smiled brightly.<br/><br/>"You look lovely, darling." He smiled nervously at her. She was all he had left since his wife died, now he was about to let her go. She had turned 18 and now he needed her to be a bargaining chip for him. He felt sick to his stomach as she wrapped her arm around his. He needed to do this for the good of the town, and she needed to play her role in it. They strolled outside together. People greeted their mayor with kind smiles and excited cheers. He'd just gotten them a badass looking sheriff and the mood was elated in the town. The finest protection. They reached the offices, and he opened the door for his daughter, she excitedly walked inside. As far as she knew, she was meeting one of her book protagonists who was a badass sheriff. It was a dream come true to her. A powerful hero with a soft sensitive side, one who protected the people with kindness in his heart. She'd never really interacted with many more people than her Father. The mayor walked in behind her, awaiting the meeting with the sheriff.