Maybe In Our Next Life

Crazy Circumstance ~

The walls were white, the atmosphere smelled of bleach and herbal medicine, the room looked brightly lit, but this was not a light that came the sun, it seemed to come from another source . different herbs and medicine laid on a table that seemed to have been created from an Oak tree.
"I think she's awake" the continuous noise of a metal against metal could be heard faintly in the background during the conversation...this seemed to have been a result of someone placing a silver bowl next to the bed. What was going on ? Yvaine thought again and again as her senses awakened, she was immediately hit with the strong smell of the methylated alcohol that occupied the space in the atmosphere, a smell that couldn't be missed.
" my head hurts" Yvaine groaned "and I think this stench is making it worse" she added as she tried to sit up from the bed she laid on but a hand stopped her from that gesture.
"Excuse me ... stench ...." Yaine looked to her side and there she spotted a young man in a white coat "he must be the doctor" she thought
"I think you should lay down, don't try standing up" at the sound of this unfamiliar voice Yvaine looked up to find the hand that held her down, she traced the hand to find a young man that seemed to be around her age, he didn't seem like the doctor, his face was brightly lit by the light that escaped through the curtain in front of him, his dark hair well styled,he dressed not like one of the low-life but his attire bore witness of his wealth "he must be noble" thought Yvaine, she stared into his slant hazel eyes. He was fairly attractive. Yvaine studied his features and could not deny that he was one of the few that she could admit was handsome
"You'll have to stay rested for a bit or you might knock your self out again" he added smiling  noticing how deeply Yvaine had been studying her surrounding and his face.
"What happened" Yvaine asked looking for the man she had seen in a white coat
" well you're a bit under the weather"  the young man joked
"I wish it was that simple ... " added the doctor " I would say luck wasn't on your side when you hid behind  the the coconut tree my dear"
" well I'm glad I wasn't the cause of any mischief " Yvaine had not noticed then that the man she had saw at the garden was leaning behind the counter that seemed to be more of a junk store than a cabinet
" well what time is?" Yvaine asked  worried that she might have missed her  the last call before the gate to the lower land had been shut and her fear had been confirmed when she heard that she had missed the last call 2 hours ago
"No ... no I have to get out of here... my ma would be so worried" Yvaine stuttered as she struggled to stand up
"Calm down bumper butt... I already sent a message to your..." the young handsome man said as he tried to gently stable Yvaine unbalanced posture
"Bumper what?..." Yvaine asked slightly irritated, she hated nicknames and even worse she hated the over -privileged dimwits  calling her that but she had better things to worry about right now " how did you get to my parents.... you don't even know my name" she asked a bit confused

"Well let's say I know a lot ... not a lot ...but I know a lot"
he joked

" sire had me call Dorothea to pass the message... apparently our had just been in the kitchen so it wasn't hard to trace your parents" the young boys servant said, Yvaine was greatful he had saved her from the games the young prince attempted to play but the young prince couldn't say the same.

"Thank you" she mouthed
"So the gates are closed ... am I going to have to sleep here to night" Yvaine asked as she looked from one man to another

"Oh not a chance dear.... I have a family to go back too and I need to lock up but you could go back with young sire" the old doctor  added as he began to clear off the wet buds and pans with kits off the tray

"Well I'll lead the way.." the young man said as he lifted Yvaine off her feet, placing all her weight on him

Yvaine had two options, decline the offer or sleep outside, she was nothing but a low-life and the rebels wouldn't blink an eyelid before killing her, as much as she hated life she didn't hate her life to death

"I can stand" she whispered feeling a little dizzy at the speed she had lifted off the bed

" I know you can... just trynna be chivalrous"

The servant of the young man followed quietly behind as they walked towards the path that led to the mansion

"Don't you rich people have chariots or those riding things that move really quickly... why we going on foot"

The young man laughed at her expression of a car and her sarcastic tone " well we do but i left on foot so with foot I return" he answered

"Why?"

" well let's say I don't want to be missed"

"What?"

" why does a thief steal at night?"

"Weird question... answering a question with a question ... I see" Yvaine said rolling her eyes

"Well I don't want my parents to know I left ... you know even princes need some time to themselves"

"Well isn't that what you all have ... time ?"

The young prince at this point had caught on to the dislike Yvaine held for the nobles but chose to ignore

"Well not all that's gold glitters" he said smiling
" you mean not all that glitters is gold" Yvaine corrected

"Ahahahhaha" the servant that seemed to have been trailing slowly behind burst into laugh

" yeah very funny"
This made Yvaine laugh, she looked up to see the man staring at her
Weird - she thought

"What... any eye contact that lingers for more than a second is considered stalking" Yvaine added wondering why he stared at her for so long

"Nothing ... what's your name"

"Well there's no point lying because you already  know... weird you're asking ... but it's Yvaine"

"Hmm... I'm Zephyr...Zephyr rowan"