His Juliet

Dreams

Diamond's P.O.V

I woke up to a knock on my door, I was somewhat awake. "Pardon Mistress, may I come in," said a shy, feminine, German accent on the other side of my door. As I rub my eyes, I suddenly realize the voice to be my maid, Clara, "Please, Clara, just come in."

She gingerly opens the door, curstying then making her way towards my bed, "Good morning Mistress, I hope you're well rested, also Miss Petra dropped by, and said to make sure you're ready for the day," she said shyly.

I promptly took off my covers and stepped out on the freezing floor, just as Clara when to make my bed. I walked to the closet, grabbing a midnight blue dress with gold trims and gold flats.

I walked out and sat toward my bureau, so Clara could brush my dark black hair with the midnight blue highlights, I inherited from my late mother. We lingered in a comfortable silence, as she completed binding my hair up into a bun, I stood up and praised her as I walked out of the room and made my way to the dining area, as I reached it, I turned to see Petra. Petra has been with my family before I was born, and after my mother died.

When I reach her and shake her lightly,"Petra, time to wake up," I said as she starts to stir awake."Bonjour Petra," I said before she vaulted me into an embrace, as I barely embraced her back. 

"Bonjour mon cher Comment allez-vous?" she said in her divine French tongue. I sighed and replied, "Je vais bien, vous ne devez pas vous inquiéter et vous mettre en colère comme si j'étais une femme impuissante, qui ne peut rien faire pour elle-même." she tittered lightly as she finally got off of me, pulling me up and then guiding me to an already prepared table of croissants and Ginseng tea, in the garden. 

We chatted for hours it appeared until we began to talk a very rare subject that is. "Petra," I said as I began to play with my hip-length queue."Oui," She said as she started to put down her tea.  "Is it wrong, for me to want to be in love,"I said as I look down with a bit of embarrassment, I could tell Petra was astounded because she nearly choked on her tea.

 "N-non," she said as she tried to recollect herself. "A wise woman once told me, that a forced marriage with not love isn't good at all, it's sad when you have no choice but to" she said as I started to look up "But," "If true love is what you want, true love is what you'll get." she said as I jumped on top of her, and started to hug her "Hey settle down Mon petit ange, if your mother saw you today, she would be joyous," she laughed out, as I got up.

'My soul mate, my true love. I pray I find you one day and no one will get in my way, not even death nor another woman' I thought as I sit down, and for the first time, I smiled.