Andriana

Chapter 8

I got home after that day when school hours were over and Helen also went home for the day. I went straight in the house and as usual, the servants were working and they greeted me. I was about to climb the stairs when I suddenly remembered something really important. "Nanny!" I called and the woman came out from the kitchen "What's wrong my dear" she asked me as she got to me.

"Could you please help me make one of the spare available. I want to make use of it and could you please, transfer all my painting and drawing tools there"

" Of course my dear" she smiled.

" Take some of the maids with you" I told her with a smile and ran up to my bed room and quickly change my clothes to pants and a shirt. I went back down and I was told that the room was ready and I went there to find all my thing there. I took a stool and sat in front of the drawing board, I picked up the brush and started drawing the first image that came to my mind.

An hour later and I was done, I really took my time because I was not in a hurry to finish. I stared at my work. It was a family painting. We were five, a happy family, my past life family. Father, Mother, Emerson, Evelyn and me. We looked so happy with white hair and blue eyes. I wondered if everyone from that time had white hair or something or it ran only in my family. I slowly touched my white hair, now I knew why I was born with white. I continued to stared at the painting and this sudden emptiness filled me and loneliness, I had always been scared of being lonely but my parents never cared. I missed my past family but I realized that even if I miss them, I won't be able to to see them again because they were probably dead by now but why was I suddenly having this memories, what does this mean. Was I reborn for a reason? This whole thing was crazy.
I grabbed another drawing board and started drawing another image that came to mind.

The next day which was Friday, I went to school a bit sleepy because I was awake the whole night painting my past life. I went to class and took my seat. I slowly rested my head on the table but someone pulled me up and I opened my eyes to find Helen giving me a knowing but what does she know, she took her seat beside me.

"What" I asked really tired, I was exhausted, I needed sleep.

" Sleeping in class Guinevere, I am really disappointed" she teased, she always did that.

" I didn't get enough sleep last night, call me when class is over and take notes for me"

"Any memories? "Did she even hear what I said. I didn't sleep last night to get any memories.

"No!" I told her and rest my head on the desk and let sleep take me and I later found myself in the dream world.

(Memory)

Tristan was sitting in front of a huge wall mirror with a book in hand while a maid was busy brushing his long beautiful hair. But the way the maid was staring at him was something else, she was staring at him with lust and want and he noticed and smirked in a beautiful way, everything about the guy screamed the word "Perfection"

"What's is the matter servant" He asked not looking away from his book.

"Nothing my prince, your hair is beautiful" she complemented.

" Why, thank you" he smirked and the maid blushed but then the door burst opened to reveal princess Andriana wearing a blue dress. She seemed angry and Tristan knew exactly why. She was jealous.

"My princess" the maid bowed to her and she glare at her.

" From now no you will be on longer serving in the palace with your thoughts" the princess was really angry.

The maid quickly got down on her knees " I am very sorry my princess. I beg for mercy my lady"

" You were flirting with my husband, how dare you?" Now she was even more angry.

"Please spare me my princess. It won't happen again. Forgive me" the maid pleaded.

" Leave" the princess ordered and the maid dropped the comb and ran out from the room quickly. Prince Tristan smirked and got up on his feet as he dropped the book he was reading and went over the furious princess.

"There was no need to do that my wife" he smirked again.

" You should have heard her thoughts, they were so dirty for a maid like her"

"You are jealous wife?" He asked as he stood in front of her.

" No" she lied and he chuckled.

" Don't lie to me wife. I can feel your emotions"

"You are my husband and no one should talk to you like that"

He smirked " so you mean you admit that you were jealous?" He chuckled again and she blushed " You are Beautiful when you are jealous. I suddenly found you even more attractive wife. Maybe I should get you jealous more offend." He wrapped arms around her waist and put her close to his warm body and gave her a quick kiss on her lips and turned away with a smile and she blushed even more. "No need to be jealous wife. I am yours as you are mine alone"