After that stressful encounter, I learned quite a few things. For sure, the me who was Princess Consort Everlyn died at the sweet age of 16. And the me alive in this moment is Lucille Argyris, the 6-year-old daughter of a duke. Apparently, the previous owner of my body was a sickly child who often had episodes of fevers and aches. Due to her being weak and feeble, she was constantly bedridden.
Just before I woke up, the poor girl was suffering from an fever, causing her to be in a coma for an entire month. What shocked me even more than the fact that I have been reincarnated was that the girl looked exactly as I did when I was a child with Silver hair and eyes, with the exception being that she was much sickly looking.
The household of Argyris is small, consisting only of her father, Duke Caydn Argyris, her brother, Luca Argyris and myself, Lucille Argyris. Sadly, just like the me, Lucy didn't have a mother. However, I was grateful to know that this household wasn't cold and unloving like my previous one.
When I dug.. I mean asked more about the world I live in, I was hit with the most surprising news of all. Apparently, we are currently living in a Kingdom named Carnath, the setting of the Romance Novel I started before I died.
When I couldn't recover from shock, I could only stare blankly at Luca as he tried explaining the ways of the world. And unfortunately, because of this, I ignored him casually hinting at existence of magic and what-not.
Truly, it took me quite some time to get over that hump. A month to be precise.
I was somewhat oblivious to the existence of these unrealistic details until I was finally well enough to be carried out of bed and witness a bit of magic for myself. Though it seemed a bit insignificant to others, my eyes widened when I saw something like a floating chandelier in our dining room or the way Luca was able to light up the fireplace without using a match. Seeing my surprise made the pretty-boy a little proud.
The time after that consisted of me being confined to the indoors. I didn't mind much since I needed a chance to get used to this body. Lucy was far too weak to do much of anything, and therefore I tried to follow most of whatever restrictions they previously placed on her.
Needless to say, the Duke was busy with his Ducal responsibilities. The territory was large and the man was said to barely have time to eat or sleep. Luca also began refocusing on his studies since I was better. Because of this, I was alone most of the time, leaving me to do whatever I wanted (as long as it was indoors and within reason, safe.)
Since it was the case, the first thing I tried was gaining a bit of 'Lucy's' strength back. At first, I just tried getting out of the much-too-fluffy, much-too-pink bed. I struggled a lot as my legs felt like jello. Seeing my miserable attempts, my caretaker/maid began crying with what I assumed to be happy tears. After a few days of standing, I began moving while holding on to the furniture and stone walls in my room. At first, it would be just a step before I'd collapse right on my butt, but with practice and determination, my steps became two, then three, then four. Before I knew it, I was able to put one foot in front of another without having to topple over.
In my initial observation in bed, I noticed how Lucy's room was filled with childish things such as toys and stuffed animals. Much of the items inside were fluffy and cute. It made me hammer in the fact that 'Lucy' was and I am now a child. When I finally was able to easily walk around, I took a closer look and noticed, that nothing in the room was roughly played with or showed signs of being often touched. I also took the time to go through her closet which was plain sad. There wasn't much in it. Most of her clothing consisted of frilly pajama dresses and robes. 'She must have never had the chance to go outside...'
When I was finally strong enough to begin my adventure around the castle, I noticed how lively the servants were when they saw me. All of them smiled widely when they saw 'Lucy's healthier face.' Although I could tell that they all had good intentions, their niceness made me feel a bit skeptical of this new life of mine. It was as if there was a constant alarm going off in my head reminding me of the possibility that the people around me could actually be playing a cruel joke with me. It was always possible that someone or all could be hiding their true intentions, just like those of my previous life.
But as the days continued, the nervousness that I felt towards everyone began to tire me out. That's why, even though one part of me couldn't trust them, the other part succumbed to their kindness toward 'Lucy.'