Dream a little, Dream of me

Now this is an open-shut case Guess I should've known from the look on your face

Note: This chapter contains of Zaneabella and their backstory since they are amazing and very cute. And you all need need to know about what the mean to each other for the next few chapters to hurt. If you prefer not to read it, I'd advise to skip the whole chapter since it barely mentions Lilliana, though Eris will be mentioned a bit.

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Isabella frowned, It was not everyday, that you would get called to the mistress's office. Either the woman had learned of her spying on clients, or she was in service today. 

But as she walked into the room, she saw two males  in the room, one of them sitting and signing paperwork and the other too busy in looking regal, standing in front of the mirror. One of them was rather muscular than the other, and the two gave off different auras. 

One seemed more stoic and serious and the other seemed chaotic. 

And then the mistress noticed her and smiled like a snake and it took everything in Isabella to nor turn around and run to her room and lock the door. 

"Yes." Isabella said 

"Oh come in." 

Isabella stepped in and the short one looked at her and passed her a grin. And maybe she looked utterly horrified. 

"Isabella." The woman snapped and Isabella walked over to her.  

"You called lady." She said.

"Of course, now sit down."  

Isabella sat down beside the taller one and the mistress handed her papers.

"That's-

"Yes your contract." 

"I don't understand. Are you extending it-

"This male is buying you." 

And everything stopped for a second. Everything stopped moving and she stopped breathing.

"What?" It came out harsh but that was fine, after all she had spent most of her life in this place. 

"Are you deaf girl, I said that you're leaving." The words were harsh.

"Since the male is paying in installments, your stuff remains with me and you will return for work." 

"Now go, you'll be returning half an year later, if the next installment isn't paid." 

"That's it." The male said

"The next installment will be due and you'll pay it, your grace or my beautiful girl will have to   return." 

And the mistress brushed her cheek and Isabella recoiled. 

 "Come on." The male said and she followed him out of the brothel, the two of them walked in front of her. She turned to look at the horrible place one last time and took a deep breath and prayed to the gods for her safety. 

They made their way to a carriage and the taller one got in first, it was small leap to jump in and in her silks it was tough. She awkwardly tried to step on the ledge without falling on her face when she saw a hand extended to her and she took it and got in. The other one got in and shut the doors and they were off. 

The carriage had the sigil of the ruling house of the autumn court stitched on the curtains that covered the windows. 

She looked at the two, and one of them handed her a document.

She skimmed through it and-

"Is this a joke?" She asked, particularly from no one but as a rather general question.