Hoaaamm, I started yawning while stretching my body this morning, my eyes were not fully open yet, but I was able to feel the warm atmosphere that enveloped my body. Even though yesterday it was so cold that it made my window foggy.
"Do you need anything Your Majesty", the woman's voice greeted my morning.
"Give me hot tea", I replied half consciously.
Wait, a woman's voice? I'm single and it was just yesterday that Kate dumped me, I thought. Instantly my eyes widened looking around, without even realizing my body was now sitting on this comfortable bed. Oh God, this is not my room, how could I have a room this big and luxurious while my own room is only 5 meters wide.
"Aaaaaahhhh", I shouted as loudly as I could that made everyone enter my room worried.
"Are you okay Your Majesty?" Asked one of the men dressed as soldiers.
"Where am I?", Okay I'm starting to not understand my situation this time.
"What do you mean Your Majesty? You were in the palace, yesterday the crown prince and his wife adopted you", he explained.
"what? the palace? it seems i was just a dream?"
"You don't dream, Your Majesty" he continued to assure me.
Wait, all this is starting to make no sense, didn't I clean my grandfather's house all day yesterday, Kate decided, and even last night I was still reading my grandfather's bedtime story script. How could I teleport here?
"Where's my cell phone?", I muttered, feeling my body and bed around me. Maybe with my cell phone, I can call someone to save me from a strange place.
"cell phone? what is it?" asked one of the female servants, putting a cup of tea on the nightstand.
"Are you kidding? My cellphone is for calling people, it's a thin black rectangle which .... oh how do I explain it?"
"Sorry Your Majesty, if you want to contact someone you can write a letter", added this woman.
"mail?", wait, actually it's not that bad, at least I should call my best friend Jake so he can pick me up.
"okay", I answered confidently.
With a gentle gaze, the woman smiled and nodded toward me a blank sheet of yellowish paper and a dip pen made of peacock feathers. Actually, what century is it now? are they still using up all this ancient stuff? Oh God, why does my fate have to be this complicated, I complained.
"okay, deliver this letter to Jake Adelaident in Manchester, UK", I said, handing over the folds of the letter I had written.
But whatever happened, everyone in the room is now looking at me full of question marks.
"Hey, why are you guys silent", okay I'm getting angry with this situation.
"Your Majesty, actually there is no name of that area in this country, even any countries", answered the maid hoarsely.
"What? This is the earth right?", damn, this useless question spurted out of my mouth.
"earth? what is it?".
What? they don't even know what earth is? or maybe I'm on another slow?
"Earth, the name Pelanet", I explained.
"Are you kidding, Your Majesty? Now you are at the Orlnds slow."
What? even heard his name I never, what the truth is going on here?
"who am I?", okay I will start to follow this game to find out.
"You are the adopted son of the crown prince, Conan Apuila Invander"
"am I a prince too?", I asked, starting to be confused.
"of course"
Okay this game is getting quite interesting.
"You even have a half brother who is 2 years older than you, the real son of the crown prince, Gerald Babbage Invander", added the woman.
"is he married?"
This annoying situation came back again, where I became the spotlight of several pairs of eyes with a questioning look, is there something wrong? if indeed he is 2 years older than me that means he is already 25 years old right?
"What do you mean, Your Majesty? Prince Gerald is only 16 years old"
"Of course, how could a 16 year old child have ...", my voice stopped suddenly, as if it had been caught in the throat.
Wait, what does that mean by 16 years of age? If Gerald is 2 years older than me, that means I'm ...
"give me a mirror", I commanded full of shock.
Quickly, this kind woman who was standing beside my bed immediately ran somewhere and she came back with a small mirror in her hand.
"Give it to me", I said, taking the mirror quickly.
I looked at the foreign face in the mirror, this is not me.
"Aaaaahhhh", I shouted as loud as I could.
"Your Majesty, are you all right?", The woman's face was full of fear.
I didn't answer, I just focused on this new face of mine who ....
"Is this really me?"
"What do you mean, Your Majesty? It really is you? Don't you recognize your own face?"
I am speechless at a thousand languages, this face is not bad my image, even far from bad words. Eric Godfey, you really are perfect, or maybe Conan Apuila Invander? for the time being. Oh God, I've never even seen a face this handsome anywhere and I'm in this position.
"Wait", I realized something.
"What's my name?", I corrected.
"You are young prince, Conan Apuila Invander", replied this woman smiling.
It seems I am familiar with that name. Oh God, now I'm starting to realize the big things that happened to me. I was one of the characters in the grandfather script that appeared at the end of the story when the main character disappeared for a century. Yes, the main character I admire, he is one of the greatest leads I have met in any fantasy story. The warrior witch, Eros De Fedrick.