ᴮᵉᶜᵒᵐⁱⁿᵍ ᴷᵃⁱᵗˡʸⁿ

Kaitlyn had been 'dead' for quite some time now. No one actually knew that, well besides her killer that is, and that's how it should stay.

But the dead don't stay buried.

Especially when there's a little boy running around, one that can communicate with them.

Shapeshifters were eradicated centuries ago, so why does Elise exist.? And why is she posing as the princess.?

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"You called for me mother.?" the princess spoke, taking a seat opposite the older woman.

Three more people were in the room, she noticed a young boy, a man who she assumes is the boy's father, and an older gentleman, a butler maybe.?

"Kaitlyn sweetie, have some tea." she poured the girl some tea, "You remember Dylan, your nephew and his father, Dennis.?"

The girl sipped her tea and hummed, eyeing them she asked, "Where's Kyla.?" nobody answered, avoiding her eyes.

"I see, I'll leave you and mother to speak then. Dylan, would you like to accompany me to the garden.?" 'Kaitlyn' spoke, getting up and walking towards the sun room door. Dylan cheered before rushing out of the room ahead of her.

They exited to the garden and the young boy's eyes lit up as he skipped off. 'Kaitlyn' let out a chuckle before following after the bouncing brunette child. She took a seat on a nearby bench and watched him run around, after a while he sat next to her.

"I know you're not my aunt." the little boy said absentmindedly, staring into space. 'Kaitlyn's' eyes widened slightly, but went back to normal quickly.

She inhaled slowly, "What makes you say that.?" she smiled, feigning ignorance.

He looked her directly in the face, where he assumed her eyes to be and responded apprehensively, "You don't have a face."