White light stung my eyes. I blinked slowly, trying to adjust to it, my head slipping onto its side.
This is strange, I thought. Everything feels weird. Too soft. It's unsettling. And why is this light so bright? My head was on it's side, but all I was seeing was… white?
Slowly, I lifted myself up. I was in a bed. The sheets, the frame, they were entirely white, and strangely soft. It was supporting my body evenly. I looked around me - I was in a room.
For a second, my vision is tunnelling, back to a forgotten memory. The images were blurry but I recalled a small house with yellowing walls and worn out rugs and the soft voice of my mother as she woke me up ring in my ears.
'Wake up sweetie'
I break out of my daze and try to make sense of my situation.
Where the hell am I?
Whoever owns this room is definitely rich and powerful. So why am I in this place?
I moved to get out of the bed. As I did a rippling pain pierced through my side. I stopped short,gasping, my fingers reaching out to touch it.
Right.
The wolves.
I was too hungry to sleep and the other me suggested that we hunt. I agreed to her idea, since tree bark did little to satisfy my hunger. So I took out my knife and started searching for prey.
And then I came across a hare.
Grasping the handle and pulling back my arm, I let the knife loose. I used the last of my power to add more force behind it and it jammed firmly in the hare's body.
In my excitement of securing food I'd failed to notice the presence of the wolves and they attacked me.
I closed my eyes. I'd put too much trust in my power and acted recklessly resulting in these injuries.
'I was starving ok! I managed to kill those wolves too, so you can't complain!'
'I know. I'm not blaming you. I should have been more careful.'
Whoever had brought me here had bandaged me up. They had seen my wound, and they would be suspicious if I suddenly had perfect skin. In fact… I looked down at the white sheets. They obviously wanted these to stain. A couple of drops had already seeped out onto the sheets.
I focussed on drawing my power, and closing up the internal wounds. The prickle of an infection had been annoying me.
Once there was only a shallow wound left, I pulled open the bandages. Blood dripped out, and blotted on the sheets, spreading quickly. As I thought. I smirked mirthlessly, and closed the bandage, eyeing the sheets. This should be enough to satisfy them, for now.
I chewed on my hair as I thought. The smartest thing to do now would be to scout out my surroundings. Maybe I'd have time to escape today. The longer I stayed here, the worse. The walls were already beginning to close in on me. I glanced at the window. The sky was grey. I could see a turret - how high up was I?
I was about to move to the window - when the door handle moved. I heard voices outside, and immediately went back to the bed.
"Ah, you're awake!"
The one who roughly entered the room and spoke was a young girl.
"I'm so glad you woke up! You were unconscious for five days."
From her outfit, I could tell that she was a person of nobility.
Why am I in a noble's house? Did they find out that I'm a runaway slave? But why is this girl acting so weirdly?
"Uh"
"It's good that you're fine. I was so worried that you wouldn't wake up."
Being faced with the beaming face of the girl, I was at a loss of words.
"Lia, you are troubling the child."
An older looking boy chided the girl.
"Because you are speaking so much the child is confused."
"OH Sorry! I startled you."
I never expected a noble to apologize to a person like me. How am I supposed to deal with this.
"Uh, Miss, can I please know where this is and why I'm here?"
Right now I really need information. Only then can I escape.
"This is the mansion of the Marquess Zephyrus. You were picked up by my sister, the Young Lady of this house."
The one who answered me was the boy, with his emerald eyes scrutinizing me.
"I'm grateful, Young Miss and Master.", I said bowing to them. A Marquess is a high noble, I can't risk my neck acting recklessly.
"No need to bow! You're still injured. We treated your wounds but they'll open up if you move so much."
I stood up at the words of the girl. Even though I've healed my wounds, I shouldn't let them know that.
"Good that you know to be grateful. A maid will be sent to help you clean yourself. We shall see you afterwards."
Two pairs of feet strode out, and the door banged shut.
I lay there, unmoving.
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