"Ramuja?" I heard Young Lord was calling me. No one has that silky voice that made my heart wavered every time I hear it other than Young Lord. I looked around only to find myself in a complete darkness.
Panicked, I run around to search for the source of Young Lord's voice that kept calling me, "Y—Young Lord! This servant will find you!"
"It's too late." Young Lord said.
"What?"
Suddenly, I saw a bright light blinded me and the scene changed immediately. I was sitting on a very comfortable cushioned chair and there was a marble table in front of me. The table was filled with food I never saw, but it looked delish.
My eyes wandered around, high ceiling with glorious ornaments, beautiful chandelier, and everything was shiny.
'Where am I?'
