A voice echoes in her ear. She's asleep and someone outside of her dreamland is trying to get her attention. A customer perhaps? A customer. Her book.
Samaria's eyes spring open and she jumped to her feet, instantly feeling lighthheaded. She tried to adjust with the light in the shop and it only take a couple of seconds. She yawns and looked to find her father, wide-eyed and shaking. Her body switched from tense to relaxed in a matter of seconds and she rolls her eyes and shuts her book and places it back into the cubby.
"You should be more careful as to when you decide to take a nap! What if I was a customer? You would be taken to prison and tried for reading an actual book!" Her father yelled but she just sat herself back down and paid no attention to him. It was the same speech every time.
"But it was you! I think you just need to calm down." Samaria pipes up, twirling a strand of her brunette hair with one finger. "And where were you all day? A Guroid came in earlier looking for you. Something about payment." Her eyes shot up at her father who once agains started shaking.
She was surprised her old man hadn't dropped dead yet. He went through every day terrified of the King. Everyone was but yet the King never greeted his country in person. Never came out of his eerie castle. Some people believe that the King is just something someone made up to keep the country in tact over the years. But Samaria always felt that maybe there was a reason why the King never showed his face.
Samaria peered out the window to her right which had a lovely view of the castle. It was pouring and thunder and lightening which made the castle ever creepier looking. Her gaze wandered back to her father. She took in his sausage fingers and his huge gut. His balding head and his strained eyes. Standing now, she went over to her father and leaned over a bit and wrapped her arms around him as if to keep him safe, to calm him down. She patted his head before pulling back and giving him a kiss on the forehead and gave him a sweet smile, though, her father didn't give her one in return.
"Have you got the payment?"
"No!" Her father replied rather quickly. Samaria frowned. "I spent it all. Gambled it all away." He choked on a sob.
"Again!?"
Her father looked away, ashamed. There was a loud pounding at the door and a familiar robotic screech cried out, "Open the door! Payment is requested!" Samaria went to the door, her hand on the handle as she then looked back at her father. He gave her a nod and straightened himself out a bit. The Guroid entered and Samaria greeted it with a wide smile, hiding her fear like always.