Asmarya waits patiently in the silver carriage as she looks out the window, watching the world fly by at an almost alarming speed. After a while, the horse-drawn carriage finally comes to a gentle stop in front of a large, magnificent castle. Ace then immediately hops of the drivers seat and opens the door for Asmarya.
"We are here, Milady." He says holding his hand out for Asmarya. She puts her hand in his as she carefully steps out of the beautiful carriage. She then looks up to see an almost abandoned looking castle with vines crawling ever so slowly up the outside walls. The garden, though, was beautiful with different colored out-of-country rarities on each side of the estate, making it symmetrical.
"Whoa, it really is a castle! And the garden is beautiful!" She admires the craftsmanship of the detail in the assertion of the flowers within the estate.
"Anything for the princess." Ace bows, a slight smirk lingering on his pastel pink lips. Asmarya's eyes follow the rock path starting from the huge wooden doors down, until it reaches her worn-out, dirty flats. She then notices her attire and thinks for a moment, wanting to get out of the old rags of a so-called dress.
"Can you show me to the dressing room?" Smiling, she can only imagine the type of clothing that would be held inside the walls of a castle fit for a princess.
"Of course." He smirks heads for the rocky castle's doors, Asmarya following closely behind. He opens the old brown door on the right and lets the princess in first. He then shuts the door swiftly behind them. Asmarya takes in the darkened interior of the castle, seeing red carpeting over dark brown wood, the dark red-tainted with gold walls filled with pictures of every shape and size showing old families and scenery. She looked up, eying the gold chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, the entire interior had a dark feel to it. Her eyes traveled down until they were met with two pairs of orange ones. Asmarya blinked, not expecting anyone to be standing there upon her arrival.
Ace spoke up, gesturing with his hand to the first set of orange eyes which seemed to belong to a short-haired strawberry-blonde girl in a maids outfit with a black bow in her hair. The dress was dark and the sleeves stopped half-way over her hands. The bottom of the dress hung down passed her knees, meeting white stockings and high black boots.
"This is your maid, Star." He then moves his hand to show a similar-looking servant, only this one is a boy. He has long strawberry-blonde hair, matching the girl's, almost covering his eyes, held back by a clip with a small, black bow on it. He wore a butlers outfit only without the jacket, exposing his short, white sleeves and pale skin. His knee-length, black shorts were met by knee-high white socks and black shoes. He had a black bow around the collar of his vest. "And this is her twin brother, Dark, your server." The twins look at Asmarya with relief in their eyes.
"Welcome home, Princess." They greet in unison, one bows, one curtsies. Their voices coming together as one, it was music to her ears.
"Hello, there. Thank you." She smiles and waves to them, them being in a bit of shock.
"Dark, show the princess to her dressing room. Star, help her get properly attired." Ace spoke in a calm, yet demanding voice, stepping up so that he is right next to Asmarya.
"Right." They speak in unison again, getting the princess to get a chill sent up her spine. They turn on their heels and begin walking, Asmarya following them, glancing at the hallway's decor as they pass. The twins suddenly stop in front of a door with two halves of a star on it.
"Here it is, Milady." Dark states, bowing before her, catching her attention away from the walls.
"Oh, alright. Thank you, Dark." She smiles as Star opens the wooden door, Dark stepping back so they can get in.
"Time to pick out a dress for the evening." Star states, opening the dark colored door. Asmarya follows Star in, standing next to her, admiring the selection of dresses in front of her.
"Pick your favorite!" Star announced, holding her arms out at the dresses. After a few minutes of looking around she spots a marvelous purple and white dress with white ruffles and black bows. There was a black corset around the waist tied by a black bow showing from behind, white ruffles flowing down from under it along with the purple material. A white section of the top of the dress had a collar, ruffles on it tied together by a purple gem in the shape of a tear.
"This." The words escaped her lips as she eyed the piece of clothing in amazement,as if it were calling out to her.
"Good choice, Princess!" Star smiles as she takes the dress off its hanger. She then walks over to what seems like a changing station, Asmarya following, she steps behind a small wall to change.
"Thanks!" She smiles and takes her shoes off. She takes the dress Star was holding and slips off the old rags she currently wore. Asmarya then got the dress on, trying to fix the tangled bows.
"So how was your trip to France?" She rang from behind the room separator.
"France? What do you mean?" Asmarya answered back as she steps out from behind the wall, still attempting to untangle her bow, her eyebrow raised. She hold up the corset and turns around for Star to fix it.
"So you really don't remember.." She mumbles more to herself as she strings up the corset quickly.
"Remember wha-" As she spoke, Star then took the strings to the corset and tightened it with all her might, getting Asmarya to make an "oof" sound, almost falling over.
"You must have lost your memory after you got back from France. What a shame, I would've loved to know what it was like there." She sighed, tying the huge black bow in the back of her corset.
"...Sorry, Star. I still don't know what happened." Asmarya sighed to herself, feeling bad for not being able to tell Star of all the different stories about France that she might have had.
"Oh, no need to apologize, Princess Asmarya!" She bows as Asmarya turns around to look at herself in a mirror, smiling.
"Hm, may I wear something with this... In my hair?" Asmarya asks, admiring her dress in the mirror. Star grabs a black headband and places it in the young princess' hair.
"Here you go, mistress." Star smiles along with Asmarya.
"Thank you! It's beautiful.."
"Indeed." Star's smile fills with pride.
"Okay so," Asmarya turns on her heel, a thought coming across her mind that she simply cannot ignore. "There's you, Dark, and Ace. Are there any more servants?"
"Yes, there is Matella, she's very nice! She's the cook." Star thinks of the last worker in the house happily, remembering fun times she's shared with the woman.
"Star, Dark, Matella, and Ace.." Asmarya's eyes sparkle, filling with hope. "What a lovely family!" She holds her hands together in front of her chest happily.
"Family?" Star becomes confused, almost shocked at the word, as if it never meant anything until just now. Her eyes widen slightly at the thought.
"Of course a family, I don't have anyone else." Asmarya states, unaware of a small detail that the rest of the household knows.
"Uh..-" She begins, only to stop and think. 'She must not know about him then... So it's just her...' She suddenly gets a determined look in her eyes. "Right! We'll be the best family ever, then!" Her determination gets the orange-haired princess to chuckle.
"If you don't mind, could you and Dark take me to meet Matella?"
"Sure!" Star heads for the door and opens it, revealing Dark looking at the floor. He turns his attention to the princess and smiles. Star smiles back at him. "We are taking Miss Asmarya to see Matella."
"Alright. You look stunning, princess." He adds, getting Asmarya's cheeks to turn the slightest shade of pink.
"Thank you." She smiles as they start to walk toward the kitchen. As she observes the decor once more, her thoughts begin to occupy her blank mind. While she thinks to herself, she stays oblivious of the conversation going on in front of her.
"Miss Asmarya lost her memory.." Star states in a rather depressing tone, looking over at her brother with a frown forming on her lips, causing Dark to thing for a moment.
"Hm.. That explains why she's so nice and peaceful.." He states almost bluntly as they walk down the steps, Asmarya trailing behind.
"Surely. At least we don't have to fear her anymore." She suggests, bringing her voice to a whisper.
"It's a new beginning, at last." Dark smiles, letting his words linger in the air for a moment before being abruptly interrupted by a sudden outburst.
"Star! Dark!" Asmarya's voice rings out, getting the twins to stop dead in their tracks. Their breaths hitched as soon as she spoke their names, such an anger found within them.
"Y-yes?" They stutter in unison, afraid that the new found, lovable princess has been shattered back into the old, vengeful her. They both stare at her with fear in their eyes, which the princess has yet to notice.
"Do you celebrate Halloween here?" Asmarya blurts out, getting the fear in the twin's eyes to be replaced with confusion at the sound of her now soft voice.
"Of course" They sigh out in relief.
"Great! Since in mot sure how you celebrate, I have a few requests." She says holding her hands together against her chest happily with hope on her voice.
"Yes?" Star replies this time, both twins listening carefully.
"Well, I want the entire castle decorated! Leave no hallway clear!" She chuckles at the thought. "Oh, I want to see bats and black cats everywhere. And open all the windows."
"Why open the windows, might I ask?" Dark raises a brow.
"So I may feel the breeze and see the moon." Asmarya states with ease.
"Easy enough!" Star chimes in.
"Fantastic! I'm so excited!" She exclaims.
"Great to hear!" The twins then smile at her happiness and start to walk again.
"This is going to be the best life ever!" Asmarya smiles to herself, getting the twins to look at each other in confusion, exchanging looks. Life..?