Chapter two, the castellan
Y/n's pov: When I woke up, I wasn't in the church anymore, the architect and decor of the room I was in, it felt different, more stylized, the bed I woke up on was soft and comfortable.... I tried to open the door, but it was locked... looking around the room, I stared back at the bed, it was warm, and comfortable, deciding that I might as well be comfortable since I'm in a pretty luxurious room, I might as well take the moment to sleep more, since I have no idea when I'll have to be moved, or when Ashley or Leon would rescue me... currently I didn't care what happened to me, all I wanted was to embrace the comfort of sleep in the comfy bed... pulling the covers up over myself, I burrowed into the mattress, before I could get completely comfortable I heard the sound of a key unlocking the door as it gently swung open, turning my body to look at the figure, while still wrapped in the blanket, I noticed the boy that walked in he was four feet tall, about the height of a toddler or a small elementary kid...
That's when a chuckle echoed throughout the room, causing me to let out an exasperated sigh...
Y/n's pov: "(sighs) sorry, who are you...?"
???: "...So you're the one.... I've heard a lot about you... Y/n, Y/n Saddler, do you remember me.... No I don't think you would, though it's still sad that you forgot the promise we'd made as kids, even if the marriage was arranged by our families, we still promised to love eachother, that fondness for you never changed para ti mi amor(for you my love)
Y/n's pov: "I'm not, I'm not related to Saddler...."
???: "But you are, just because you don't remember, doesn't mean it isn't true... have you ever wondered why you were adopted, why you lost your memories...think... your mother... your real mother, she took you from us, she forced the erasure of us, of me, of your father, your real father, remember, you have to remember..."
Y/n's pov: "suddenly my head was pounding, the short figure of the boy moving closer, walking faster, taking bigger strides, till he was right beside me... the sudden flashes of images in my head, a forest, being chased, shouting, my mother grabbing me and carrying my tiny body as she ran, barley escaping the country, she handed me off to a foreign people, the people who where my adopted parents.... So they had lied, but why, why go through all of that, was it the cult, the covenant... wad it Dad.....
Y/n: "Ramon... Is that you...? What, what happened, you should also be in your twenties, so why... why do you look like, like as if you stopped aging from when we were younger, before I was taken... Are you really my Ramon...?!!!"
Ramon's pov: "...Si, pero tu tambien has cambiado...(yes, but you've changed too), haven't you senorita...?"
Ramon's pov: "My appearance changed because of the Las Plaga I've been given... since the change, I've been stuck at this height, but otherwise, I am fine health wise. What about you? You're practically radiating with a hidden power mi amor(my love)..."
Ramon's pov: "Please allow me to remove your sunglasses... I want to see your eyes, you always had pretty eyes, yet some how I know that the only reason that you wear these now is because of that hidden power, no matter what you look like, I'll always love you... te amo (I love you)
Y/n's pov: "He took my sunglasses off and placed them on the desk beside the bed, staring at me with a fondness I recall from my early childhood... he placed his hands on my the sides of my cheeks my face covered in blush at the proximity, his thumbs rubbing in a slow soothing circular motion as my eyes started getting heavy...
Ramon's pov: "I remember when we were younger how you'd always relax and fall asleep when I did this, I'm glad it still works, now rest up you deserve it, I'm sure the church misses their high priestess, The egg is starting to hatch and slowly with it all your memories will come back... and you'll be back, right where you belong... you'll finally be home again, truly home, our home... eheh-heh-ahah-hah-aha-hah-ha...!!!"
