Enna's POV:
"Your Majesty."
Two guards bow before me as they stand in front of a room housing a gold lock.
"Stand and guard outside. Don't let anyone enter."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
I tighten my grip on the gold key as I turn it to unlock the lock. Here once more. My hands push the double doors open with a creek as I step into a huge room. A few feet in front of me lays an altar. Above it, lays a picture frame of a young woman with wavy blue hair sporting a bright smile that shines like the sun. Her dark pink sapphire eyes shine brilliantly against her features.
(Slam)
My eyes shut as I inhale and exhale deeply. "I haven't visited you in such a long time." My throat locks up as I open my eyes blinking rapidly. "How have you been?"
(Flash):
"Grandmama!" A little girl skips up to me waving a piece of paper around. "Daddy is so good at drawing!"
My lips curve upwards as I carry her into my arms. "Oh? So he's an artist?"
Her brows furrow with a look of confusion. "What's that?"
"It means he's good at drawing."
"Oh. So yea! Daddy's an artist!"
"I bet he is." No surprise there since he conjured up a magnificent engagement design for the ring. I'm still baffled how he was able to imagine and draw such an original piece.
The girl nods as she shoves the paper in my face. "Just look at what he drew."
A gasp escapes my lips as my heart rams to a halt. This face… Wavy hair frames her delicate and angel like features as fabric drapes over her body creating an ethereal essence about her. Although it's in black and white, there's no doubt about it. She's…
"Isn't it fantastic?" My granddaughter chimes in after a few minutes of silence. "Daddy said her name is Susu and he saw her in a dream."
"Hold on," Did she just say… "He saw her in a dream?"
"Uh-huh."
"And her name is Susu?"
"Yup!"
Susu… It's not a common name on this world. If he saw her in a dream then is it possible he might be…
"Sweetheart." My eyes focus on the child in my arms. "Has your father said anything else in regards to her?"
"Hm," A hand places itself under her chin. "Daddy said he has been having a lot of dreams lately."
"Dreams? What kind?"
"I think he said something about a creepy door talking to him or something like that."
A creepy door? Could it be…
(Flash)
"Tell me," I grit my teeth letting out a sigh. "What should I do? I fear he may start to remember. If that happens…" If that day does in fact come… will he be the same son I knew all these years?
"Psyche," I light up an incense candle placing it into the pot. "My dear sister, please, tell me what should I do? Should I just let him regain his memories or… should I seal them as I did when he was a child?"
Star's POV:
"You really don't have to-"
"For the last time, Miss Star, you are our guest." The pink haired woman replies as she stirs the pot on the stove. "It's only natural for me to make a meal to show my gratitude."
"I'm honestly not hungry-"
"Oh stop being so humble, Star." A voice to my right rings out as her delicate fingers stroke the baby's hair. "Natalia's hobby is cooking. Besides, you've been here for hours now. Surely you would want something to eat."
I mean… My lips curve into a smile poking the baby's cheek a bit. "I guess if you don't mind another mouth to feed."
"Don't you worry about a thing Miss Star," The pink haired woman holds up a ladle smiling brightly. "I am delighted I get to make food for such a wonderful lady such as yourself."
"Pay attention to the soup. It's burning." The woman next to me said as green eyes widen. She lets out a yelp turning down the dial as I raise a brow.
How did she… My eyes narrow as I wave one of my hands in front of her face. Is she really blind?
"Star," I tense up as she calls my name. "Do you have something to ask me?"
How does she know?! Is this woman a psychic or something? Hold on, does he blinded give you the ability to read minds? If so… hm… that could be pretty cool to have.
"Uh yes." I take a sip of my water. "I've been wondering but are you really blind?"
"Miss Star!"
"Natalia, it's fine." She turns in the direction of her maid's voice. "Why would you assume otherwise?"
"Don't get offended but you don't really behave like a blind person…" Did that come out wrong? I hope she doesn't consider that insulting. "Like, when I think of a blind individual, I tend to think along the lines of them needing help with everyday activities but you on the other hand are very independent."She doesn't even need help walk around the house. She just has to feel her way though the place as if her hands are her eyes. That's certainly impressive!
A giggle escapes her lips as she shakes her head. "Well, let's just say there are many stereotypes on how a visually impaired person is supposed to behave but they cannot be generalized to all individuals. I've been blinded for as long as I can remember so my body and senses adapted so that I can at least do daily tasks without relying too much on other people."
"So it's like if you lose one sense, your other senses will heighten in their place?"
"Exactly." My friend nods as she feels around for her cup and lifts it to her lips. "If you're wondering how I can tell the soup was burning, losing the ability to see kind of made my nose more sensitive."
Oh… so that's how… "But then how are you able to not bump into things when walking around the house?" Surely her senses aren't that heightened, right?
"I'm not sure about that one but if I had to guess, I spent the entirety of my life in this house so I know where things are even if I can't see them."
"You're kidding!"
"I'm telling the truth."
My eyes widen as a woman sets out three bowls on the table. Green eyes meet mine as she nods. The fact she knows where everything is without seeing is so impressive!"Astrid,"
"Yes, Star?"
I hold her hands tightly against mine. I wonder… "Have I ever told you how incredible you are?"
"You flatter me way too much."
"It's true! I can't imagine a world without my eyes-Mph!" Uh-oh… I said too much! "Err… I mean-"
"Don't be so nervous." Her lips curve into a slight smile patting my hand. "I told you not to walk on eggshells around me, did I not?"
"Yes but-"
"To be honest," She lets out a soft sigh. "Even if I were given a chance to see, I wouldn't take it."
"What?! Why?" Is she insane? "Why on earth would you deny such a-"
"It's not like I have an incurable disease or something." Her tongue clicks as I close my mouth. "Yet people treat me like an outcast. If I was able to see, that wouldn't change."
Huh? "Sure it will. People will treat you better and-"
"But that's still superficial." That's… superficial…? "If the individuals who treat me like an outsider suddenly is nice to me because I can see, doesn't that mean they are being shallow?" Oh… yeah. "I would rather not see than surround myself with beings you can turn on me in a blink of an eye."
"I'm assuming you don't like two-faced people?"
"Who on earth would like an individual like that? I don't know about you but I for one don't feel safe around them since they can use my weakness against me at any given time."
But…
(Flash):
"Are you a being that suffers from ASPD?"
(Flash)
Not all two-faced beings are bad though.
Liliana's POV:
"Mother," I let out a sigh as she paces back and forth in front of the bed. "I'm honestly fine."
"Fine?" A scoff leaves her lips. "You fainted yet your husband was no where to be found. You call that fine?"
My eyes widen at her words. "Mother, you can't just simply blame him for this. He's with Astrana-"
"He has a phone, right? Surely if he cares about you, he would've picked up the many times I called him."
"But-"
"No buts." It's not his fault though. He had no idea this would happen… The weight of the bed shifts as blue eyes stare into mine. "Are you sure this is what you want?"
Huh?
"What are you talking about?"
"Honey." Warm hands grab mine letting out a soft sigh. "I think you know he's not suitable for you." My lips let out a gasp. Not suitable? What?
"What? Of course he's suitable-"
"Nor are you suitable for him." She finishes. "The Prince is a very deep being. He is highly calculating and can be very manipulative in his ways."
"I already know that-"
"Even though I've seen him grow up right in front of me, I feel as if he never shows his true self to anyone." Her head shakes slowly. "You two are different types of people, sweetheart. He's different than the rest of us."
"What are you saying?" My eyes narrow as my jaw clenches. She's not telling me to breakup with him… is she?
"I'm just saying you may want to reconsider staying with him." I knew it. "I know you love him but he's… not really a good fit for you, Lily. The way I see it, if you keep this up, you're only going to get hurt by him."
"Are you done?" My throat locks as I clench my left fist. Unbelievable. "Mother, not to be rude or anything but this is between my husband and I. I would appreciate it if you stay out of our affairs."
"Honey, I was just concerned-"
"I don't need your concern."
"Lily-"
"You of all people should know how deeply I feel for him, mother, but here you are suggesting for me to end things?" She stays silent as I gulp. "Mother, I thought you said if I wanted something, to try my best to get it at whatever means possible. So why are you-"
"That was before I realized he was so different than us! He's-"
"Just because he's a bit different than the average being does not make him anymore unlovable than the rest of us!" How could she suggest such a thing? "You were there when he confessed what he has been through as a child. You were there when he-"
"And I feel for him as well but the fact of the matter he's not good for you, sweetheart."
"How? Tell me how is he not good to me? My husband has been nothing but respectful of my wishes. I know he's a pathological liar, mother. You don't need to remind me of that." I blink rapidly as I bite the inside of my cheek. "I know he's manipulative and how cruel he could be."
(Flash):
"Master."
I instantly cover my mouth as my heart beats sky rocket in my chest. What on earth?! Severed body parts lays across a field as a sword drips in crimson. A man glances at the body parts as he takes the handkerchief from the being beside him, wiping off the blood on his weapon.
"I went overboard again." A deep voice rings through my ears as the one next to him let's put a sigh. "You don't need to say anything, Waltari. I know this isn't what you want to see."
"Your Highness, I know you're in a bad mood but there has to be a better way than killing-"
"Be glad I'm only killing criminals who are scheduled for the death penalty."
"But still," He shakes his head. "How would you feel if Her Highness sees or know what you are doing?"
My husband stays silent as I chew on my lip. How is he going to respond? I scan the field once more as my stomach lurches. There must be at least seven bodies here. All of their limbs are scattered and I can see the bones poking out. I clamp my hand on my lips breathing heavily shutting my eyes. I think I'm going to throw up.
"Since when do I listen to her?"
"But didn't you promise to-"
"I said I will try to change." The butler catches the sword. "Besides, there are some habits I can't break so easily."
"Master, this isn't you."
"Clean the sword and dispose of the bodies."
His brown eyes widen as he glances down towards the ground. "Your Highness-"
"Why are you so against what I'm doing?" Gold and silver eyes meet brown eyes. "You had no problems with it before."
"Yes but that was before I saw significant changes in you." He kneels interlocking his fingers. "If I may be so rude and say you are not the same as before. I have seen you try time and time again to become a better person. I-"
"Since when did I say I was trying to become a better person?" He raises a brow as my eyes widen. What? "To be perfectly honest with you, I could care less of what others think of me. They think I'm a bad person? So be it. They think I'm perfect? Go ahead. They think I'm this sheltered prince? I'll play that role." He lets out a breath. "But to say I'm trying to be a better person? Ha. Don't kid yourself, Waltari. Do you actually think I could become a better being?"
Why… why does he not think that?
"Your Highness, your past does not define you nor does it mean you are a bad person."
My husband stays silent at his words. "I've been far too lenient with you lately." His eyes grow stone cold as shivers run down my spine. How can his eyes look so… scary? "Dispose of the bodies, clean the sword, and kneel outside my office until I say otherwise."
What?! I let out a tiny gasp. Never have I seen him punish his bodyguard/butler before…
The one kneeling shuts his eyes bowing his head to the ground. "As you wish, Master."
(Flash)
"Honey, I'm just worried that you're going to suffer that's all." A hand holds mine. "He's not a normal person by our standards. Don't think I don't like him because I'm very fond of him. However, you keep shedding tears. As your mother, I just can't stand by and watch you get hurt continuously."
Oh so that's why…
My lips curve slightly upwards. "Mom, you don't have to worry about this. I get you're worried but it's not all bad."
"Oh really? She crosses her arms giving me an expectant look. "Just how many tears have you shed for him? How many times have you doubted yourself? Since when were you so insecure about your status? When did you start caring about others' opinions?"
"I…" She's right. When did I begin to spiral like this? It's like I'm getting more unlike myself each day to come.
"I hate to say this but honey," Her hands hold mine. "He made you like this."
W-What?
"You're speaking nonsense. How can he-"
"The changes started when you married him."
"No." It's not that. It's not because of him. I place a hand on my stomach. It's probably because of this pregnancy.
Right?
"It's not because of him." I meet her gaze pursing my lips. "I'm the one who's insecure. I'm the one who's not…" A lump suddenly forms in my throat. "Suitable… for him and I am the one who is not a good wife-"
"Will you please stop saying that?" My body involuntarily flinches at her loud tone as a huff escapes her lips. "Good gracious Liliana. Do you even hear yourself right now? Did you forget everything I taught you over the years? Don't compare yourself to other beings and most importantly, do not change yourself for a guy. Did you honestly forget all about that?"
"I…"
"My little Angel, I don't get it. What's so special about him? Why do you keep trying to change yourself for a guy who is…" Her lips purse into a thin line. "A sociopath, for a lack of a better word."
"I love him."
"You love him but you keep crying and doubting yourself because of him. Is that love to you? Is it worth it?"
"Mom." I grit my teeth. "I don't think you understand."
"Honey-"
"Stop trying to convince me to break up with him under the guise of being concerned. It's not going to work!"
Her jaw drops a bit at my words as I clench my hands into a fist. "Did you just yell at me?" A whisper radiates from her mouth as I inhale deeply.
"I'm sorry but everything that you said about me doubting myself and being insecure has absolutely nothing to do with him."
"Are you being serious right now? You-"
"He has told me time and time again to not compare myself with others. He told me he likes me the way I am but I'm the one who keeps doubting his words. I was the one who chose to be insecure about him and this relationship-"
"Then stop being so insecure about-"
"I can't!" My arms swing up into the air. "You think I haven't tried? You think I haven't tried to stop thinking this way? To stop suspecting my own husband? To stop comparing myself to those other women in which he interacts with?" Tears blur my vision as I wipe them away from my cheeks. "I don't understand why I'm like this, mommy. I don't think it's his fault. I'm probably just insecure to begin with and-"
"Ok, ok." A warm body embraces me as I let out a cough. "Honey, I'm sorry for pushing you-"
"Y-You have nothing to be sorry for." I sniffle leaning into her warm embrace. "I don't know what's wrong with me. I wasn't like this before, right? So why am I like this n-now?"
Is it mood swings? If so… I have got to learn a better way to control my emotions. Or perhaps it's something deeper? Depression? Can pregnant women even get depressed? Sounds hypocritical.
"Sweetheart," My mother rubs my back laying her head on my shoulder. "I know you don't want to hear this but as your mother, I have to say it even if it means you will hate me." I gulp as I choke back a cough. "A relationship shouldn't be this way. I feel as if you are the only one who is genuinely invested in this and it pains me so much because I know how much you love him. That I won't ever question. However, you must know you can't change a being if he doesn't want to change himself."
A tiny gasp rings from my mouth as she said that. You can't change a person… unless they want to change as well…
"No matter how hard you try, if your husband doesn't want to change, there's nothing you can do about it." She pulls back placing her hands on my shoulders. "I know you love him, my flower but love can only take you so far in a relationship. That's all I'm going to say about this subject."
Love can only take me so far…?
Estrella's POV:
"Let her go this instant if you know what's good for you." Brown eyes narrow as his hand grips the other guy's wrist. "I'll give you ten seconds before I chop your arm off."
Woah…
"Who are you to interfere with our conversation?" He rolls his eyes yanking my hand making me stumble towards him a bit. This is so annoying. We're attracting a crowd. I glance towards to exit. If we keep this up, we can say bye bye to finding that man.
(Flash):
"What's so important about that guy?"
The individual across from me sips his water with a hum. "You really want to know?"
"If you're willing to tell me that is." After all, knowing him this long, he would have to have a reason to withhold information.
"Let's just say," He places his cup down with a clink as silver and gold eyes meet my gaze. "He committed a sin that a brother should never commit to his sister."
"A what?"
A sin that a brother should never commit to his sister? This guy has a sister? No. That's not what's important. What does he mean by that though?
"Uh… can you clarify-"
"That's all the information I'm giving you regarding this case."
"But-"
"Bring him back to me alive, Estrella. That's all you have to do." I shut my mouth as he stares at me. "Can I trust you?"
"I don't understand why you're not the one who's doing this. It would be easier for you to capture him, right?"
"Believe me, I would rather do this myself however," His tongue clicks in the roof of his mouth. "It's a tad inconvenient."
Inconvenient?
"How?"
"It just is."
(Flash)
I still don't understand how it's inconvenient for him.
"I'm her husband."
What?!
My head snaps to the one tightening his grip on the guy's wrist. Are my ears deceiving me or did he just say what I thought he said?
A scoff rings out his lips. "Who are you deceiving? She doesn't even have a ring on her finger." I let out a gasp as he pulls me towards him, smirking. "Come on gorgeous. Let's get out of here and have some fun."
Ew! He's not saying what I think he's saying, right? And fun? As if! "Beat it you-"
(Kick)
"Ahhhh!"
"Someone get the bouncer quick!"
(Crash)
A force yanks my arm as sturdy arms holds my shoulders. What on earth just happened? Concerned eyes look into mine. "Are you okay?"
"Huh?" I blink blankly staring at my friend then to the guy who is unconscious on the floor a few feet away. Hold on a minute… "Did you just-"
"Let's get out of here." My friend drags me towards the exit as the crowd of beings all separate making way for us. "I think I just saw the man we were looking for. He hasn't gone far."
"O-Okay."
Can someone explain to me what on Astral World just happened?!
Maria's POV:
"Hey uh…" I raise a brow as I notice a certain brown haired individual kneeling on the ground. "Waltari?"
He looks up at me interlocking his fingers. "Lady Maria, please forgive me for not greeting you properly."
"It's quite alright but…" My head turns side to side then back to him. "Why are you kneeling?"
"This is my punishment."
Punishment? "For what?" My friend actually punishes him? Here I thought he can get away with anything.
He stays silent staring at the door as I blink blankly. Huh… "Forgetting my place and overstepping the boundaries."
Oh. You know what? Usually I would say that's ridiculous but since it's Astral… A sigh escapes my lips as I shake my head. This guy is way too particular about boundaries. I mean would it kill him to not have them? On another note, I kind of understand why he keeps beings at a distance. Is it some sort of defense mechanism? I definitely have to speak with Nistro about this.
"How long have you been here?"
"Master said to kneel until he gives me permission to rise."
"But that could be hours!" I exclaim as he stares at the door intently. "Surely, you are not going to do that, are you?"
Who knows when he'll let up. Besides, "He's out with his sister right now so you can stand up and stretch your legs." It's quite unfair to make him kneel when he's not even here, is it not?
"I dare not to, Lady Maria."
He's joking right?
"Come on, Waltari. You can expect to kneel forever-"
"I will gladly kneel forever if that is what His Royal Highness wishes."
…
…
…
He's not joking… woah.
"You are highly devoted towards your master, aren't you?" I said after a few moments of silence. How I want a servant like that. The guy beside me stays quiet once more as I summon up a bottle of water. "Here," Brown eyes widen as I hand him the bottle. "Who knows when he will be back and frankly, I don't want to see you passed out in the hallway."
"My Lady, I cannot-"
"If you're worried about him yelling at you, don't be. I doubt he'll be cruel enough to make you kneel here this long without a sip of water anyway."
Right?
"But-"
"Just take it." My hands push the bottle towards his chest. "If he finds out, all the responsibility will be on me."
A conflicted expression flashes on his face as I let out a soft breath. Seriously? "May I ask you a question?"
"Of course."
"Why is it that you listen to the Crown Prince so much? I've known you since I was little yet you haven't gone against him even once. Were you just afraid of the consequences or will you really listen to everything he tells you?"
If it's the second one, if his master tells him to jump off a cliff, will he do it? That's absurd! Of course he wouldn't!
"Master is the only one I will ever serve no matter which lifetime I am in."
My eyes widen as brown eyes meet mine. "Lady Maria, make no mistake. I don't listen to him because I fear him. I listen to him because he is my master and I owe him the things I have as of today."
This is some next level loyalty right here.
Derek's POV:
"Kid," I stare at the variety of dishes on the table. "Are you really not going to eat?" It's been hours since he got here. Not to mention he looks so thin that a gust of wind will knock him over. Did his guardian not feed him or something? "Why don't you try the soup?" My hands pick up a spoon placing the contents of the soup into his bowl. "It's very delicious."
Ruby eyes stare at the bowl then towards me. "I thought you said you'll help me find him." His flat voice rings through my ears as he maintains his emotionless demeanor. "Why are you eating?"
Oh boy. Here we go.
I place my spoon on the table letting out a sigh. "Like I said earlier, I will help you look for him once I'm done eating."
"We've been here for an hour. When will you be finished?"
"In a little bit but I have to ask, are you not the tiniest bit hungry?"
He shakes his head as my eyes widen. Really?! "Then why were you drooling when you saw the this table?"
"I don't need to explain myself to you." His arms cross in front of his chest. "All I need from you is to help me find him." Is a kid usually this demanding? And why does this seem like a deja vu moment? Hm… he reminds me of someone but who?
"How about you tell me where you came from?" My hands grip loosely in front of each other on the table. "The more information I get from you, the better and quicker I can help you."
"Why do you need to know where I came from?" The boy raises a brow. "That is not important to find Twilight so why should I tell you?"
Now I am confident he reminds me of someone!
"Well," I fold my arms in front of my chest leaning back in my chair. "I don't make it a habit of helping others when I don't even know their name." Seriously, why and how is a kid so defensive and secretive? I have tried at least ten times to figure out his name but he wouldn't budge. Is this normal behavior for a kid nowadays? Am I getting old and don't understand the younger generation? Oh no… am I turning into my dad?!
"Oh my sweet precious baby boy!" My eyes widen as the door bursts open with a kick revealing a woman in her mid-thirties with long blonde hair ending at her mid-back. "Did you forget you promised to…" Light green eyes blink continuously as her gaze lands on the kid at the table. Oh boy. Doesn't anyone knock anymore?
…
…
…
"Derek."
"Yes, mom?"
"You never told me you had a guest…" She said after a few minutes of silence as her lips curve into a huge smile. "Or such an adorable kid!"
Wait what?
"I swear, you are so cute!" She crouches down towards his level making her green silk dress drag on the floor. "Where did you come from huh?"
"Uh mom-"
"Shush it, baby." A hand waves at me as my jaw drops. "What's your name, kid?"
He stares into her eyes keeping his face impassive. "Hello, ma'am."
"My, my," She places a hand on her chest sporting a surprised look. "You are so polite." Her eyes drift to mine letting out a sigh. "You could learn a thing or two from this kid."
"What?!"
"Don't act all innocent. Since you got home, you have yet to even say hello or greet your mother."
"I was busy." Attending to this little rascal right here. "I was about to but-"
"Excuses, excuses." She rises rolling her eyes. "Honestly Derek, I know you're busy but at the rate you are going, you're going to turn into His Royal Highness."
"Mother! You can't just insult the Prince like that!"
"Relax. I'm just making a comparison. I didn't mean to insult your friend." She pauses for a moment. "How did you get so close to His Highness anyway?"
"I'm not telling." I turn my head away crossing my arms. Me turn into Astral? No way! We're not even alike in terms of looks and there's even a greater difference in personality and perspective. It's going to take a miracle for us to swap places.
"Anywho," Her eyes drift back to the boy who is sitting staring at the wall. "What's a kid doing here in our estate?"
"Well," Where should I even start?
"Who's the Prince?"
My mom and I lock gazes as he speaks up. He… doesn't know who the Prince is?
"Have you been living under a rock?"
"Ow!" A hand gently smacks my shoulder as my mom stares at me. "Mom!"
"Who taught you to be so rude?"
"It was a question!"
"A rude one."
She waves a hand dismissing me as she focuses on the kid once more. "Ignore him. So," Her hands clap together in front of her chest. "The Prince is apart of The Royal Family. Who is it made up of, you ask? It's made up of the current king, queen, prince, princess, and princess consort."
"What are their names?"
Why is he asking that?
"Honey," She squats down to face him. "I can't say their names."
"Why not?"
"It's a respect thing."
His brows furrow together in confusion. "How?"
"Because they are of a higher rank than us." She glances at me as I blink. "That's why I can't mention their names."
I sometimes forget after being so close to The Royal Family that others can't be so causal. The boy turns to me blinking as I let a sigh escape my lips. Fine. "I'm well acquainted with The Royal Family so I can say their names with ease."
"Are you friends with the Prince and Princess?"
"Yes." Astral, I'm not really sure if he considers me as a friend… you know regarding the recent circumstances and all but Astrana and Lily are definitely my friends.
"Can you tell me the Prince's name?"
Why would he want to know that?
"Why would a kid like you want to know?" My eyes narrow. He goes from not speaking to speaking so much… something's wrong here.
"I just want to know."
Hm…
I fold my arms across my chest leaning back on my chair. "Kid, I don't even know your name and yet you want me to reveal His Highness's name?" The more I think about it, the more creepy this little boy seems. The emotionless facade, the flat tone of voice, not to mention the fact that he showed up out of nowhere.
"Well, can you describe his appearance?"
My eyes widen as my mom blinks staring at me. "Why would you-"
"Because he may be someone I know."
Someone he knows? As in personally or…
"What do you mean by-"
(Crash)
"Ahhhhh!"
What on earth?!
I quickly pull my mom and the kid towards me backing against the wall as pieces of the door broke into tiny pieces.
"Duchess Sophia, Lord Brandon," Two guards stand in front of us drawing out their swords. "Are you alright?"
"What's going on here?" A voice booms as the dust clears revealing three people on the ground. Is that…
"Estrella?" I blink blankly as the brown haired woman sits on top of a guy who is unconscious and bleeding from his scalp.
"Oh!" Green eyes meet mine with a surprised look. "Derek. I didn't expect to see you here."
"I… live here…" My mouth utters slowly as she blinks.
"Really?!" She turns her head to glance around the room. "Huh… guess I made a wrong turn."
Wrong… turn…?
"Estrella!" A guy with jet black hair storms in with a worried expression. "Tell me you captured him."
"I'm fine thanks for asking, Zach." Her eyes roll as she slides a pair of silver handcuffs onto his wrists. "And what does it look like?"
"Amazing! Now we just have to get him back to-"
"Ahem!" The man standing at the door let's put a cough as my friends pause to face him. "Can someone please tell me what's going on?"