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The great spirits of inspiration have favored me once more!
I.O.N.
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When the young woman woke up, she was in a large fancy bed with another woman sitting beside her. "Miss! You're awake! How are you feeling? Do you need anything? Oh, the master will be so glad to hear it! But first, we need to get you out of those clothes! Wait here for a moment while I fetch the others." Then the other lady was up and heading for the door before Ladybug could ask any questions.
The next few minutes were a blur of confusion, that just served to destroy any imagined peace the teen might have had. Finally, she managed to get the woman she'd woken up to alone to ask her some questions. Taking a deep breath she asked, "Ma'am, I don't mean to be rude, but where am I? Who are you? Who am I? Why am I here? What happened to me?"
The older woman gave the younger a sad look, as she realized how startling all of it must seem to the child. She took a deep breath and tried to answer the questions to the best of her ability, "You are in the house of Lord Dylan. My name is Celest. You're here because our master found you washed up on the beach after a storm. And as for who you are and what happened to you, well we were kind of hoping you'd answer that ourselves."
Taking a few deep breaths the young girl processed everything that she'd just heard. And the rising panic at realizing that she had no idea who she herself was. In fact, the only thing that she did even vaguely remember was walls of water and fear.
It took a little longer than planned but the virtual army of maids finally left the room and left the amnesia-ridden girl with Celest and waited for a summons from this 'Lord Dylan'. Once it came, Celest and the girl walked slowly and headed for a room on the other side of the house.
The talk lasted a few hours in which Lord Dylan explained how he had come upon her at the beach the morning after a terrible storm on his daily walk. Afterward, they had speculated that she had possibly been washed overboard during the storm, which would explain the memory of water.
For her part, Ladybug told him how she could remember nothing of her past, not even her name. "Well that is a problem, now isn't it?" Lord Dylan had said and then proceeded to come up with random names in hopes that it might strike a chord with her. Eventually, she had let her mind wander and saw a little ladybug sitting on the window outside. Then inspiration struck.
"How about until we stumble upon my real name, because this will take a while, everyone can call me Connie!"
Dylan looked at her strangely, "Why Connie?"
"Short for Connielle."
And so it went, every day Connie would meet up with Lord Dylan and they would try and figure out her name. Though she didn't realize it, the girl was making the young lord fall in love with her, unfortunately, she felt only the love one would feel for a sibling.
Which was really going to be a problem when he decided to propose to her.
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