<div class="floatright">(http://dressestutor.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/blue-victorian-prom-dresses.jpg.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center"><strong>Victoria Zondalis</strong></div><hr/><br/><br/>Victoria was born into an aristocratic station, her family quite affluent and making sure that she could always find the finer things in life.  She speaks several languages, plays the flute beautifully and has been trained in all ways to be the perfect catch for the husband that she's arranged to marry within the year.<br/><br/>She's perfected the proper poses and actions to let everyone believe that she's quite happy in polite society.  She'd never want anyone to know that she finds most everything rather ridiculous, that her vast intelligence is seconded only by her ever-burning curiosity.  She knows she's not alone in this belief, but is rare to actually come across and say so.  Why deprive herself of the pleasures of her gilded cage if she cannot escape?<br/><br/>Sometimes it feels a little hypocritical of her, so easily going through the motions.  Sometimes she feels like she could lose herself in that life, if only she was willing to give up everything she knew she truly was.  Her betrothed, for example, had said that he expects her to be the perfect proper wife, but what if he was only faking as well, his true feelings to be revealed only when they were properly wed?  It was a hope, but not something she could ever bet the rest of her life on.<br/><br/>She'd had to call in quite a few favors to get invited to see the mummy in person.  It ached her that she'd have to wait and arrive fashionably late, that society demanded that she feign disinterested and appear only there for the party and social lifestyle.  Maybe someday she hoped to reveal her true self, if she hadn't been already subsumed by the nature of her current existence.