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A loud noise, a dark cloud, a big shadow and a world engulfed by flames, those were the last thing a man saw before going down the sea.

-Are you alright?...- Those were the first words that he heard and likely to watch a bright sun in the sky.

The man was beaten, his entire body hurts, but that didn't matter much once he saw the angelic figure that spoke to him. At that time all he could think was that this was some kind of dream or perhaps he was already dead, anyway he was almost sure this wasn't heaven, because somehow he knew he would never be able to reach there.

-So… shall I dispose now of this piece of rubbish?- An ash blond haired girl spoke fast and sure, she wore a maid outfit, those likely found in old stories or most fantasy games.

-I don't think that´s an option Sheffield- The other woman spoke softly and elegantly, she got silver haired hair and was also using a maid outfit, but much more revealing that the other girl.

-Where am I?- The man spoke as he clearly haven't seen that place –Who are you?- even if both look quite amazing, it was the first time he ever saw those two, in fact he didn't know much of what was happening.

-You are in the Royal private family island and we are maids working for her majesty. Judging from the situation it appears that you were somehow brought from the sea- The more experienced maid explained to the man, and it was then he realized that he was ashore, his head started to hurt as he tried to remember what happened last night.

-I don't remember how I reach here…- he tried to move, but his body was too heavy, his clothes were full of sand and soaked. Again he tried to recover his memory but it was fuzzy, he started to feel weird and rest his head against the sand while closing his eyes.

-Are you sure?- The beautiful woman watched his uniform and realized immediately who he was.

-Just look at him he´s clearly nothing more than a spy. Belfast please let me take care of him and drop this man again into the ocean- Sheffield took a step and get close enough right when the man opened his eyes, he turned his sight up and watch a vision of heaven.

-I wonder…- Belfast also took a step ahead, now both girls are so close to him that he was battling to not fall for the temptation but it was stronger than him.

-I can assure you I am not… I don't even know why I ended here so please can you…- the man suddenly fall silent as he received a kick quite strong to the face.

-He has been watching below our skirts all this time… Disgusting- Sheffield didn't show compassion for that man and what he represents, with just a look at his clothes she wanted to kick him even more.

-Oh my… Don't knock out the suspect before hearing his reasons, Sheffield. Now please help me move him into the guest room- she realized that the man passed out from the force, hopefully he will survive but not for long if they leave him in the shore.

-This is not correct…- The other maid was against such an idea, it was not correct to save someone in this situation, she was not accustomed to deal with outsiders, especially with the suspicious circumstances that he appeared, like out of nowhere at the shore of a private island known only to a few of the royal navy.

-Very well, let´s say he is now our prisoner, is that better? – Belfast quickly started to move the man, she realized that he seems to be injured too, even if at first she couldn't saw it with all the sand, he must have passed through quite a lot to reach that place.

-Are you really doing this? –Sheffield now started to help her superior, if that was her choice, she would back her up.

-Of course, later her majesty will decide what to do with him- at that moment both girls pick him up and walked back to the nearby mansion.

-Very well… I hope the Queen choose to chop off his head- Sheffield was still not happy with this choice but hopefully the Queen would be wise enough and choose the better way to deal with such an intruder.

Slowly the man started to wake up, his face hurts a lot and all his body was quite damaged. It took him several minutes to came back to his five senses and realized that he was at a different location, this time was inside a luxurious room, with an old English style, expensive furniture and quite a large space. All his clothes were gone and he got patches and bandages all around his chest arms and legs.

He tried to move again, but soon realized that it was useless, he got shackled to the bed and a pair of chains were around his left arm and right leg.

-Please stop trying to escape, the head maid tried her best to cure your wounds- A maid with white short hair and a maid outfit was in the near chair. She got a big sword beside her and also a shorter skirt and a quite big bosom. She was slowly but steady trying to but an apple with a fruit knife.

-Another maid…- his brain started to feel pain again, and as he tried to remember his face hurt.

-Yes, I´m in charge of watching over you, so please stay where you are while I inform her of your recovery- She placed the badly peeled apple on a plate and gave it to him –Here I-I… guess you can eat it- she returned to the chair, took the big sword with one hand and leave the room.

The man was left with nothing else but an apple, he was confused, while all this was new to him, strangely was kind of familiar.