"Princess?"
Who?
"Princess..."
Not having been referred as such for a long time, made it so unfamiliar.
"Wake up, little baby."
These were the times where, a carefree innocent heart lived.
"Look, the sun is up! Sunshine, wake up..."
Times where, that voice was a peaceful lull.
"Sunshine... my Sunshine...wake up."
I can't.
"Bring your light, to those who love you..."
How? All that is seen, is utter darkness.
"Trust your brother, not all the enemies are foe, not all friends are sincere..."
That's new. Lucien never told me this.
"Aunnor, be careful who you are trusting...find HIM..."
As those last words were heard, the voice became fainter and fainter, until the lucid dream was broken, revealing again the now familiar ceiling.
It was a dream.
Ugh. Reality sucks.
It's been a while since Aunnor had lucid dreams about Lucien. And what is disturbing her the most, is that the last part about friends and foes...is something Lucien never said. As far as she remembered at least.
Princess...
I miss you, brother.
*Sob* *Sob*
Knock. Knock.
"Ma'am?"
"Come in" she replied, quickly wiping her tears-tainted cheeks.
"Alp- I mean my master, requested if you could have breakfast with him-"
"NO!"
'Find their weakness' resounded Martha's voice.
The shocked gamma, not wanting to disturb the seemingly very important guest– someone that the Alpha wants to be with for breakfast– discreetly started making her way to the door-
"Wait!"
*Turns around*
"I am sorry for that sudden out burst. I-i...it was a horrible nightmare...I will come."
"Ahh no problem ma'am, I understand."
"Hi, am Aunnor."
Maybe finding their weakness isn't only through enmity , maybe friendship will make it easier.
"Hello, I am Charlotte. My master appointed me to look after your needs."
Giving Charlotte a warm smile, Aunnor proceeded, "Charlotte, where are my clothes? I really want a warm bath."
"Yes, ma'am. In this drawer there are jeans, leggings, anything to cover your legs hehe" flustered Charlotte narrated the whole story of the wardrobe.
"Thank you so much Charlotte..."
Charlotte blushed a bit, giving a cheeky smile.
"And Charlotte..."
"Yes ma'am? "
"Call me Aunnor..."
"WHAT? I mean--erm are you sure?" To which Aunnor nodded.
"Okay ma'am---i mean Aunnor, hehe, I will prepare your bath."
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Silent Grace
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