My Lady....(Freenbecky)

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I don't know how long I was passed out. But my sleep broke when I heard some whispering.

Did she got me? Am I in the heaven?

I hear a woman chattering. More like complaining about me.

" What does those town people think? They can't just dump a girl every fifty years or so. I am tried of taking care of them. I am not like some kind of maid to them! Why do I have to take care of her. Can't they knock? Left a girl on the door in the f*cking rain!"

The woman's voice sounds sweet but with a pinch of sass.

I try to open my eyes to see what was going on?
When I try to open my eyes it's all blurry. My eyes are burning up. I am shivering. But the fire infront of me is keeping me warm. Yet the I feel cold. I am under a heavy blanket. It suppose to feel good. But I can't. My eyes are burning as I try to open them. No, it something else. I got a fever. Of course. In the month of December I was wearing a white thin dress I was left alone in the rain to die. I was gonna die anyway.

Where am I? Where is the princess? The castle?

I try to look around. My eyes are burning. But still I turn around and see a chandelier with candle. Like seriously did they ever heard of electricity. Where am I?

I am in a room with stone floors. A carpet is in the entrence and near the bed. Their are couches very old ones. The furnitures in the room were covered by dust filled white clothes. There's a painting in front of the bed. They must be the king and queen with their princess. Everything was blurry but I can tell there was claw prints over the princess's face. I can't tell how beautiful she was. It only ignites the curiosity I had about her for years. Well I am in the castle no denying that. But why am I here on the bed and not in a cage like I used hear in the stories.

The woman that was complaining a minute ago was gone. I foot step in the distance was still echoing.

I try to get up. The room was poorly lit. The room was big enough for three families to live. But only one window with very little space. It's not a castle it's like a fort no one can win.

The footsteps were heard again. So I lay down from my half sitting position.

The woman came back and is standing right infront of the bed. She circles it once or twice. But then stopped beside me.

" Hey sleeping Beauty wake up! I know you are up! Should I kiss you to wake up?" She says with a serious tone.

I was already scared. But now a stranger woman wants to kiss me is something else.

I slowly open my eyes to discover a short woman with pale face looking down on me.

She is staring at me with confusion. When I woke up and tried to sit up she was pleased. She smiled at me.

" Look who it is? Sleep beauty!" She announces.

" Umm..." I try to speak but I choke on my words.

" Well what's your name? I can't keep calling you sleep beauty!" She says making her lips thin and brows crooked.

" Rebecca! Rebecca Patricia Armstrong!" I say stuttering.

" Wow that's a mouthful! Do you have a smaller name. Like me! I am nam!" She says tilting her head with a smile.

" Becky! My parents call me Becky!" I said. When I finally remembered about my parents. My eyes started getting watering.

How are they? Did dad reached to the hospital on time? What about mom how is she holding up? And richie? How is he?

Thinking about them made my eyes teary.

" Aww! Don't cry you look like a puppy when you cry!" She says slowly sitting down beside me on the bed.

" Let me check!" She put her hand on my forehead to take my temperature!

" Oh! Still hot!" She looked at me. " Umm now that you're awake. Let's go to the mistress she will give you medicine."

" Mistress?" I said tilting my head in confusion.

" My mistress! Well now your too! That's why they send you here! Didn't they?" She said smiling.
But her smile didn't answer my question just make me more confuse.

" Well don't stare at me like a goose. Let's go. You've been sleeping for two days." She said getting up.

" Two days?" I asked.

" When I found you you're like a wet kitten. I took pity and brought you in. You also need to be in perfect shape for the sacrifice. If you're sick you would be no use. So I am taking care of you. Get ready I will come and get you in a minute." She said while stepping towards the door living me on the bed confused.

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After a minute or so she came back. I heard a knock. I knew it was her.

" Hey becky! You're lucky mistress is up. And looks like she is in a good mood. So don't blow it!" She says poking her head through the door.

" What? What am I not supposed to blow?" I asked in confusion.

" Okay..! Okay! You must be very confused about who I am? Why you're here?" She says. She breaths a little and then she says..." You are in the castle of her royal highness princess sarocha Chankimha. She is the princess living for over five hundred years. And I am her most trusted servent nam. Around her age. But you can call me p'nam....and you are here for the sacrifice ritual. Every fifty years a virgin woman is needed for the sacrifice to you know keep us young and feed my mistress's power."

My head is blasting now. A sacrifice for the princess. That means all the stories are true. She is a monster. A witch. And now I am damn for life. I am going to die. Why not kill me now. Why do they need to heal me? To take care of me?
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"A sacrifice can not be faulty!"

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" I am like a goat that is fed before chopping it's head off."

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