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As I walk behind my master, I slowly slide off my ring, holding it into the palm of my hands. Surely I do not want to lose my precious treasure but I can not risk my life for it. As we got closer and closer to the lobby of the mansion, I had no choice but to drop the ring into my dress, where my chest was, and I shall merely pray that my master doesn't want me for his feeding time. For I know that time is approaching very soon.

"You will act as though I treat you with the upmost respect. You pretend that you are only a servant, do you understand?" My master says before turning the door to go into the lobby.

I nod my head

"yes, sir Mochief" I spoke.

As soon as we approach the lobby, a pale lady with long blonde hair with grey highlights, chubby cheeks with soft doe eyes. The corner of her mouth were pushed upwards so it looks like she's always smiling.
I find that always creepy.
Is there really that much joy in the world?

"My oh my! Are you the wife or the maid?" The lady ask me as soon as I was in her reach. She grabs my hand, spinning me around. After one spin, I drop her hand, looking down at the ground.

"I'm merely just a sl- servant" I say.

"You are entirely too beautiful to be a servant, what is your name?"

"My name is Isabella, very nice to me you" I spoke, crossing my legs, holding onto the side of my dress and dipping slightly.

"Isabella?" She say. She turns to my master, pulling him away and towards the door.

I was puzzled, for I had no clue why she had done that. I watch as they talked, the lady's smile has disappeared from her face. They talked just under a whisper, for they were quite professionals at that, I could not hear a peep of what they were saying.
I suddenly see the lady's hand rise up and go across my master's face. Now that wasn't quiet, for it echoed all about.

"And that is why I treat her-"

"Don't give me-"

"Quiet mother, she can hear!"
The conversation turned back silent.
The lady turns away from her son and walks to me.

"I have heard enough, where is the wife, Isabella"
The lady asks me. The way she said my name, she slightly lowered her head as she said my name.
I frown. Wife? My master has never brought over a lady that he wished to marry.

"I'm sorry to inform you ma'am but there is no other lady that lives here, for I am the only lady" I spoke.
I hear the deep sigh come from out of my master's mouth. I must've not said the right thing. I look up at my master, his eyes were yellow. I gulp, fear building inside of me as I twiddle with my fingers.

"I-I mean-"

"No need, you've said it already." the lady says. Her eyes were closed but her smile returned.

"Isabella, you're such a beautiful child, when the time comes I just want you to remember one thing-"

"Mother, she doesn't know, nor will she ever" my master suddenly says. Interrupting our conversation.

"Oh but she will..very soon and when she does, you'll be sorry." the lady says, turning towards my master.

"That will never happen, for I have her upon strict lockdown." my master says.

"But merely seconds ago you said she was free?" The lady says.

My master stood quiet as I gather information between the two.

"Isabella, exactly when is your birthday?"
The lady asks me, turning back towards me. That creepy smile had returned once again.

"Ma'am I do not know what a birthday is, I only know of my age by C- by sir Mochief" I say. Half of it is a lie. It is Callicus who tells me of my age, I have asked him on times when I think about my age, but surely he has never mentioned a birthday.
This "Birthday" word is coming up quite a lot.

"What is the meaning of a birthday?" I ask.

"The day you had been born" the lady says.
"Lucas, when is her birthday?"
My master was silent, for a very long time until he came out and said
"Today, she has turned 18"

"You're in trouble now." the lady says to my master.
"Just know, I've always loved you. But you have done this to yourself, therefore I will not help you, whatever happens to you, it is for your own good!" The lady says.

The lady turns to me, she embraces me and caressed my cheek.
"I'm happy I got to see you." she says and she turns away.

"Show me out Lucas, for I wish to leave, I wish not to be here when......"

"Isabella, my love"
I suddenly felt shivers going up upon my spine.
The voice is back.
I turn to my left and right, wondering where it is coming from, surely I am not crazy!

"Did you hear that?" I suddenly say, mostly to the lady.
The lady and my master turn to me. My master stern look causes me to cautiously look away.
Does he think I am lying?
Once I hadn't said another word, they turn towards one another, continuing their conversation.

"Isabella, love please turn to see me"
Although I do not know the source of where the voice is coming from, I merely turn around. What I saw in front of me, made me gasp.
For it was a man.
Hair as black as my bath water, eyes a mixture of blue and gray, broad shoulders, smooth skin, strong jawline, and quite tall.

"Who are you?" I spoke.
The stranger came closer to me. He pulls my arm out, looking down upon my hands.

" where is the ring, Isabella?" The stranger asks me.

"The ring? I have hidden it, for I did not want my master to see my items" I spoke softly. I go into my dress and pull out the ring that was merely sitting under my chest, I pull the ring on to my finger and look up at the stranger.

Part of me feels sparks fly with each look I have upon him and another part of me is certainly confused, for how did this stranger enter this home without my master's knowledge?
how is speaking to me?
How does he know my name?

"I know you have many questions, and soon they will be answered, but I need you to get stronger and I need you to-"

I was suddenly hit hard in the back of my head. My body slumped to the floor with a hard thud. I slightly open my eyes to see the feet of the stranger disappearing and a loud horrid scream from the lady. I turn upon my back to see my master standing over top of me with a hard white object. My master raised it up and slammed it right on my head.

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