Lady Oscar
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Second half of the 18th century, France
Oscar is walking through the garden of her estate, her blond curls falling over her face. She would like to get drunk, but Oscar has firmly decided that it is time to control herself and stop binging on wine every week. She sighs. The wind is blowing her shirt around her slender figure, and the fabric beats against her sides and arms like a bird with wings. She herself would like to fly away. Oscar squints and looks at the evening sky, where the stars have already lit up.
Earlier it seemed to her that her dream had come true, here she is - the captain of the royal guard. The first woman to hold this position. Yes, her father's connections and friendship with the queen helped her a lot, otherwise Oscar would not have had a chance. But... It is so hard to endure this hatred from everywhere. Stupid dirty tricks and even challenges to a duel, insults that do not stop. That she has to be tougher than all the men around her just to be listened to. Will it always be like this?.. She sighs again.
Sometimes Oscar feels like her strength is running out. She doesn’t understand what she did to deserve this hatred. And every time she laughs at this thought. Oh no. She understands everything. They hate her simply because she is a woman. That’s all. That’s all. She is a woman and that’s enough to hate. She is a woman who wants more power than men would like to let her have. Oscar laughs bitterly. She hates them in return. All of them, who pounce on her like a pack of hungry dogs.
Oscar walks on and suddenly sees a glow between the trees. It’s already dusk, could it be that someone has penetrated the garden and wants to blow everything up here?! Oscar runs towards this light and suddenly sees a slender girl in the same place, she is trembling all over and hugging herself with her arms. Her clothes... Oscar had never seen anything like them before.
Mademoiselle... Who are you? Are you okay?