Guardians of Sapphire

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Waking up from what felt like an eternal sleep. Sapphire sat up in an unrecognisable, yet fancy room. As she took a quick glance around the room, she took a second to think about why she felt like she was always waking up to strange rooms that she'd never seen before.

    But as she was caught within her thoughts she couldn't help but be blinded by a bright light as a black figure pulled back the thick navy curtains that seemed to capture the shadows of night. Covering her eyes for a second she waited for her eyes to adjust before looking to see the girl with the shiny white hair that carefully pulled back into a neat braid, taking clothes out of a tall double door wardrobe and walking towards her to put them down at her side, in a neat folded pile.

       The woman looked down on her with those baby blue eyes as she gave a little smile. "Good morning my lady. Did you sleep well...? *giggle* I hope so. We have a very busy day today you see, we get to go shopping today, doesn't that sound fun..?" She asked giving a little giggle. Sapphire blinked before taking a breath "Umm......who are you?...and, why are you acting so friendly to me?" She asked sliding her legs over the side of the bed.

                               The woman giggled again and gave her a gentle pat on the head "I'm Nayala silly. Your maid..." She said holding out the apron that wrapped around her waist as it covered a knee length, black, low shoulder dress. Sapphire nodded and then scanned the room once more "Okay. But where am I?" She asked pulling off her nightgown to see the pentagram. She had thought it'd been a dream but there it is.  Nayala didn't even bother paying attention to her reaction and instead started slipping on her clothes. "Your manor silly. Just relax and eventually all your memories will come back, alright kiddo?!" She said getting her dressed easily and elegantly. The aura surrounding this "maid" was unusual; this girl seemed to have no problems.

        Standing up to be guided to a mirror, Sapphire stared in awe at her reflection. She was dressed in a cute white with red polka dot dress, that ruffled on the top; which was tight on her chest and then loosened out as it fell comfortably to her knees. Her feet were comfortably snuggled into rounded tip, white flats that seemed to fit her skin tone nicely. While her hair hung in a high ponytail that was kept in place with a large white bow. Sapphire smiled and raised her eyebrows in amusements "Damb...I-I mean, Wow. I make this outfit look good." She said turning left and right to analyze different angles of the outfit.

        Nayala giggled and grabbed the tops of her shoulders "Now now your highness, you mustn't admire yourself all day, you still have things to do. Come, we best go see the rest of the crew, try and refresh your memory a bit." Said Nayala leading her to the door and assisting her down the hallway, towards the large white double doors that had circular windows in them towards the top and thin rectangular sheets of metal towards the centre of the doors, signifying that they were push doors. As they entered the clean kitchen they encountered a man with a tall chef hat on who was facing a small circular cake. "Mr. Jacques?" She said, getting the man to turn around while holding a tube of icing. Hearing that name Sapphire started trailing down a thought, but as she watched the man turn, she quickly took in the unavoidable facts, tall body, long face, thin scalene triangular blonde moustache and a love for cooking, that could only mean one thing.

                 Getting a chance to see the girl before him, the man opened his mouth with a smile and said " Mlle, tu as l'air magnifique!". He's French She finished thinking. Unable to reply. It was at this moment that she really wished she hadn't fell asleep in all her French tutoring classes. Nayala smiled and nodded to him before saying to him in that extraterrestrial language "Oui oui je suis d'accord, mais malheureusement nous ne pouvons pas rester longtemps, j'ai encore quatre personnes pour le présenter." She said with a smile. Jacques nodded and stood straight as though restraining himself of previous immature behaviour and replying "Droite. Je comprends, je vous laisse tomber, j'ai eu toute une journée de cuisine pour y assister, au revoir, alors mademoiselle Nayala." And with that he turned around and continued working on his cake while  Nayala brought her out of the kitchen and down the hall.