Dear Juliet

5

I knew I was dreaming the second I see the old lady who brought me here in the first place. Brought me back to the year 1945, where my grandmother was the present reign of the Kingdom of Amithy.

Without any clue why.

"You may be wondering why you're here." She stated when she already faced me from her back and smiled weakly at me.

I couldn't hide any frustration and curiousness in my manner that I couldn't help but to raise my voice at her. "I asked you to bring me out of the forest, but, why you brought me back to 1945?!" I questioned angrily.

She just kept her smile as I was raging. We were in this black void, only the two of us that were in it but I couldn't seem to bother anything but just to get an answer.

"Because there's something that you haven't learned of."

My eyebrows creased. I could already feel that there was someone who's waking me up as a faint voice kept calling for my name. But, I was eager to know what this old lady is saying.

It's 1945. I'm not born yet so of course I don't know anything about what she says.

"No. I don't want that. Please, take me home."  I pleaded but she just smiled at me. Until the whole place was silent but a faint voice was still heard, her figure slowly started to fade, until only it was just her silhouette.

"I can take you home willingly, dear. It's just you who wants to stay." That's what she last said until she completely disappeared out of sight.

I immediately awoke from my dream as I felt a splash of cold water surged through my clothes. It was ice cold and I instantly stood up and looked at the suspect.

"Why would you do that?!" I shouted in anger at the petrified Queen Lene infront of me as she held an empty glass. Her hand immediately found its way to her chest as her mouth went ajar and laughed.

"Did you just raise your voice at the Queen?" She asked as she took a step closer towards my drenched self. She eyed me up and down before she pushed the glass to my chest that it almost fell if only I haven't caught it.

"I, Queen Lene, furthermore do not take any of your ragged behaviour!" She said as she was about to slap me. My eyes instantly closed out of reflex and instinct but no palm landed on my cheeks.

"Your highness!" If it wasn't for Romeo who happened to pass by and stopped Queen Lene, I would have had a big bruise up on my cheek. "... The royal service to your school is already here. Please prepare yourself to go."

Romeo said and as fast as how the Queen's face changed was just as fast as how she moved away from me, giving me my own space.

"Very well, then." She said before she looked at me once again and back to Romeo. "Tell them to prepare her as well." She said before she walked away with a smirk on her face. And as she passes by Romeo, she softly touches his cheek then giggles and skips away.

Romeo sighed before she entered the room, not before knocking on it softly for courtesy. "I'm sorry about that. She's just cranky, every morning." He said before he massaged his temples and sighed. He stood infront of me with hands on his waist.

"It's okay." I reassured him and looked away. It was awkward for both of us and I somehow felt the need to cross my arms to my chest since I just realized that I'm freezing wet.

"Listen, you need to go and come to school with us." Romeo said and my head immediately snapped to look at him.

"What? I didn't agree to that." I argued but he just sighed once again. That's when I realized that he also wore royal uniforms of white and blue and had a patch on the long sleeves that said R. High.