I am not a morning person. I wasn't going to wake up for another two hours if it's not for the soft clicking and knocking at my window. Jenny never does that. Most of the maids never step inside my room except Britney and she pampers me like my own mother. Then who could it be? I sat up on my bed and saw a little figure sitting on my window sill through my blurred vision.
"Who's it?" I croaked and took my glasses from the bed side table. Then I saw her. She was hardly ten. Her honey blonde hair was going well with her dreamy blue eyes and pale skin. She was idly shaking her legs and smiling at me innocently. "Angel!" my whisper was almost inaudible. "Nope! shut up Annie. Angels are mythical!"this time a soft giggle escaped her lips as she heard me.
"Good morning, miss Annie." she chirped and walked into my room. "I am Chelsea."
"Who you might be, little girl?" I tried to sound less astonished.
"I live there with my mother." she indicated towards the servant's quarters with her tiny fragile hands.
"Who's your mother?" I was really astonished now.
"Her name is Britney." she said while watching the wall hanging.
"Oh! Come here little girl." I smiled at her and stretched my hands at her which she happily took and sat beside me. "How did you come inside my room?" now I asked her clearly amused.
"I-I.. reached at your window by the ladder in the garden and came here." she was a little bit frightened and confused.
"Why did you do that Chelsea? It's dangerous dear. Besides, you shouldn't come into someone's room like this." I told her.
"I am sorry miss Annie. I won't do it again. I wanted to come with mamma but she wouldn't bring me here saying she has a lot of works to do." she said apologetically.
"You know what, you can come here whenever you want. I will tell your mamma to bring you with her so that we can play together and call me just Annie."
" No, no mi- i mean Annie. Don't tell her anything about me coming here like this. We will keep it a secret." she almost jumped.
"Okay, but how will you come here again?"I almost laughed when she sat again with a relaxed expression.
"By that ladder. Don't worry. I am really good at it." she pointed at the ladder.
"hmm..well then. what shall we do now?"I stroked her soft cheeks.
"Let's watch pearls."she almost dragged me and ran towards the window.
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Pseudo Princess (on hold)
Mystery / Thriller"You are not real , prince Benjamin. Neither is your magical kingdom which you want to save with my help. I am not princess Fiona, I am Annie Clifton. Go away from here" I cried loudly and slumped on the floor."No , my sweet heart. You are mine. How...