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There was no chance of me matching my sisters in looks. Short and stocky as a boy, with carrot-colored hair and a smatter of freckles, I wasn’t even as pretty as Alexei. While I hated hearing the ladies-in-waiting discuss me as if I were a piebald horse standing in the yard, I didn’t entirely mind being ugly.
Carol Devouring Books
Poor thing... It's Terrible to grow up thing you're ugly
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