"You must know how to present yourself and how others perceive you when you find your queen." Mother instructs then I lick my lips. I scoff as I shake my head, running my hand through my hair. I walk to the window and lean against it, looking out the window, looking up at the moon and how it shown so bright. "Persona." I mutter as I lift up my hand and snap my fingers, seeing the blood moon. "Who the hell am I?"