POV Natsuki
"Natsuki!" A strong voice called me from my deep sleep, I slowly opened my eyes and I growled. I was tired and my body was numb. I saw the ceiling of my room and I yawned. I stretched my long arms and I frowned. I snapped when I realized I was not in my usual hospital chamber.
I looked around, terrorized. I was inside a little room with some few furniture. A wood desk, a chair, a medium wardrobe, and an oil lamp? It was so rustic.
I tried to find my phone, but I found it nowhere.
"Natsuki! What are you doing? We are waiting for you!" The door widely opened and I jumped afraid.
"I…who are you?" I nervously asked when I saw an old lady, with grey hair and wearing a maid costume, a cosplayer? At her age? What's going on here? She did not seem to listen to me, she went to my wardrobe and took some clothes, she threw them on my blanket, it was the same clothes as hers. A white shirt and black dress with and grey apron, there is embroidered a red snake.
"The work in the kitchen must be done, the mistress must be served as soon as possible. Even if you are new in the castle, I won't be lenient. If you don't hurry, you are fired!" And the crazy woman left and slammed the door. I blinked. Mistress? New? Castle? I was a maid too? Am I dreaming? I pinched my arms and I yelped. Did I die from my leukaemia? I watched myself. I was shocked by my new appearance. High and slender arms, white skin. I touched my hair, long and blue. I had hair… I did not feel my skull like before.
I stood up; I looked around and I happily cried, I could be on my legs, I turned around myself, I am alive and healthy. I did not need a wheelchair anymore. My body was perfect, not sick, ugly and I don't always tired, sick, nauseous with a terrible headache. I needed a mirror or something that looked like one. I found a copper basin. I put water inside and I contemplated in awe my new face. I did not look like a fragile child, I have an oval and well-defined face, rosy lips and magnificent green eyes. I was tall. I had approximately fourteen/fifteen years old. And more importantly, I had no pain. If it was a dream, it was a happy dream, I was more alive than ever than my previous life, if I could name it that way. I did not have to bear my heavy treatment, the loneliness. I should enjoy it the fullest before waking up again. I had no idea what happened, but I will wear that strange uniform and found the answer soon.