The girl who lived in the tree's

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I don't know why that wretched man would want to marry me I pondered while a servant showed me and the child to our room. When I walked in to the room it was not what i expected a slave to stay in. But i guess im not really a slave then. The room was a dark but vibrant Mandarin color with gold boarder. The bed was huge with large golden post and luscious white sheets. There were so many pillows the room was certainly fit for a princess. There were three doors 1 big one and a set of double doors on the left wall and then a huge door on the right wall. I was pulled out of my daze when the servant spoke.

"The bathrooms through that door on the left and the closet is through those double doors. There will be clothes supplied as soon as we get your sizes until then you will were servant attire." He said in a monotone voice.

"thank you very much sir."

"I bid you farewell you are not to leave this room unless master deems fit is that understood."

"yes sir." I replied

He closed the door as he left. As soon as I heard the click I turned to speak to my new little sister.

"ok hunny I know your scared but your going to have to pretend I'm your sister or the bad men are going to take you away from me. This is the only way I can protect you ok." I ask in my most tender tone

"yes I understand your my sissy now I like you so that's OK but I miss my mommy they killed her i think. She was all bloody trying to protect me." she says tears bursting from her eyes.

"Ok listen sweet heart I will take care of you ok. Im sure your mom is fine a mother's love is strong she would fight death for you." I look into her eyes and squeeze her for comfort.

"Ok sissy I believe you im sure mommys ok she's real strong."

"ok what's your name mine is sarafina."

"Im Lizbeth I just turn 3 years old mommy says im a big girl now." She says with a big grin

"you are im gunna be 14 soon I'm going to do my best to take care of you." I replied

before Lizbeth could speak there was a knock at the door. I walked over and opened the door reveal a tall beautiful servant. She had long dark chocolate hair and light green eyes similar to the lizbeth.

"hello mistress I was sent to get you ready for dinner and show you to the dinning room." She said

before i could reply Lizbeth spoke in a relieved voice

"Mama is that you." she squeaked. At that the women rushed through the door and embrace her she must be her mother.

I shut the door making sure no one had seen the occurrence.

"Ok mam here's the deal the master thinks your daughter is my sister. He has sought for me to become his bride as soon as I shift and has promised your daughter safety and schooling." I spoke getting down to the point for master would be expecting us soon.

That disgusting bastard

I thought.

"This is wonderful thank you mistress. I am Elizabeth. This will be well until our boys find us. My husband is coming and he will stop at nothing to get us. They stole many of our women, our men will not stand for this were a forced to be reckoned with." She spoke

"alright mam now we must get ready for dinner. You must lot let them know you our her mother I don't know what they will do" I said sternly

"yes mistress of course." she replied

We got ready in one of the nicer servant dresses they had for special events. Elizabeth showed us to the dinning room and we took our seats. The dinning room was extravagant in a rustic sort of way the table was sort of like a knight table. Food aligned the table of all sorts. The chairs were big and tall. Chandelier's aligned the ceiling. Maroon and gold curtains covered the walls. It was beautiful. I stood next to master on his left side as lizbeth sat at the tale for smaller children.