Usurped

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Aldyn collapsed on the bed with a large huff of breath. She was finally done!

Work! Work! Work!

That's all there was to do around here. Nothing but work. Her hands were sore and calloused from the work she had to do.

Her nights though filled with serving beer and waiting tables were much easier than her days. The day meant she had to clean up the night's before mess; pick up bottles, wash out stained plates, clean body fluids from rooms, sweep, and a whole lot of other nasty things. 

"Hi there," A girl with brown hair that flowed to her waist in waves called. It was Emily.

"Hey,"

"Wanna go out? Us girls are heading to a pub," Emily asked, sitting beside her.

"No, I'm too tired. You guys have fun. I think I'm just going to lay here for a while,"

"Ohh alright. Have a good rest, you gonna need it for tonight." Emily whispered, patting Aldyn's knee before stepping out.

"Don't drink too much!" Aldyn called out.

"Sure." She faintly heard Emily reply.

She thought she would be asleep in seconds with how tired she was but strangely enough, she couldn't sleep. She kept tossing and turning on the bed. It was the most frustrating thing to be so tired but have your eyes refuse to stay closed.

Frustrated she moved the duvets from her body and decided to take a walk.

The air outside was cool and smelled like flowers. There was a meadow just a little way from the brothel. Aldyn thought it was the most ironic thing. A meadow filled with such sweet-smelling flowers had no business growing so close to a brothel filled with outcasts and criminals. Still, it was her favorite place to be. Every type of flower she could think of grew here and there was no place she would rather be except here.

"Aldyn," a quiet voice whispered. She whipped her head to where the voice was coming from but nothing. It was dark and she could barely see a thing.

"Aldyn," she heard it again. It was like a faint whisper on an early winter morning. She turned around because it felt like was coming from behind her now but her eyes met nothing but darkness.

"Aldyn," Again that voice whispered her name, and yet she couldn't spot the owner. Her heart was beating faster now. She wanted to answer the voice but something was holding her back.

"Aldyn," It felt like an echo. The voice seemed the fading as her name repeated around her.

Then she heard it.

A scream. Another scream. Blood. Why was there blood? More screams. Blood. Screams. Blood. Screams. Blood. Screams. Blood. Screams. Blood. Screams.

"Aldyn!"

Her eyes popped open, her heart was beating so fast yet she was looking all around her so frantically.

"Aldyn, it's me, it's me," a familiar voice was whispering. "It's just a bad dream, just a bad dream," Aldyn looked at the owner of the voice then. It was Summer.

"Hey," she whispered.

"Are you okay?" Summer asked, helping Aldyn to her feet.

"Yes, yes, I'm fine," Aldyn replied, shaking her head a bit. She looked around and she was in the meadow and not in the dark place from her dream. She looked up and it was dark already. How long was she asleep? What was that dream about?

"You sure? You did sleep for pretty long?"

"Yes, I'm sure. How was your outing?" Aldyn quickly asked, hoping to change the subject. It worked.

"Ouuuu, you'll never believe what we heard today. Prince James has returned!" She said excitedly.

"Wow, that's amazing. How long has he been away for anyway?" Aldyn asked halfheartedly. She could care less about Princes and their returns but she knew it would stop Summer from worrying too much about her.

"Five years! He went away for studies,"

"Well, that's an awfully long time to be studying," Aldyn laughed.

"I know! Wonder what he was studying for that long?"

And so on they went, discussing the Prince and his return home with hooked arms and their free arm carrying their long skirts, heading to the brothel.

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QOTD: Something that lives rent-free in your head?