"Excuse me..." I hear a faint voice. This is getting annoying, "young miss, you are late."
with annoyance my eyes snapped open, I sprung up from my bed in a speed of light. I expected to see my mother's face with a frown to greet me, instead I was greeted by a brunette in a maid outfit.
"young miss, thank goodness you are late for your lessons." she gave me a closed eyed smile.
my face paled. who was this woman?! how did she get into my room—?! wait! this isn't my room!
"AHHH!" I yelled as I clutched a pillow in my arms backing away from the confused brunette, "who are you?! where am I?!"
she let out a small "Eh?" whilst tilting her head to the side before bursting into laughter. "you're so funny young miss!" she laughed swiping a tear that had escaped her eye.
Upon seeing my serious face her laughter decreased to a quiet nervous chuckle. "you're being serious?" she asked as I nodded ny head slowly.
...
"the miss can't remember anything!" a brunette shouted slamming the door to the dining room open.
the sound of a utensil making contact with the floor rung as those words escaped the maid's lips.
"what?!" yelled the man from the head of the table. he had raven hair that resembles the night, emerald green eyes, pale white skin that was adorned by wrinkles, and a mole under his left eye. he looked as fresh as a rose for a man his age that's for sure. His name was Cedric El Páblo.
"Clara, what nonsense are you spouting?!" yelled a woman with hair as bright as the sun, eyes as blue as the sky, skin as pale as snow and lips that was as red as a rose. Her name was Devina El Páblo.
"Forgive me, master." the maid bowed her head, the door to the dining room suddenly slammed open.
Cassiopeia stood at the center still in her night gown and her hair in two pigtails. Her cheeks were angrily puffed out as she cutely glared at the shocked couple.
inhaling an abnormal amount of air for someone her age she yelled, "WHY DID YOU KIDNAP ME?!"
The couple stared flabbergasted, out of nowhere Cedric ran to his child with the intention to hug the living hell out of her.
Cassiopeia who didn't know his intention kicked him where the sun doesn't shine.
Gasps flew out from the man that sunk to the floor while clutching his croch, "why would you... kick my... crotch..."
Devina let out a small laugh, "Mara please stop playing this silly game of amnesia."
"who's Mara?" asked Cassiopeia. this sentence made the whole room silent once again. this time it was Devina's turn to let out a cry of despair.
"HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN?!" Devina yelled shaking Cassiopeia's shoulders aggressively, "DEAR DAUGHTER HOW COULD YOU FORGET YOUR BEAUTIFUL MOTHER?!" she complained as mysterious stars and shines appeared out of nowhere.
...
"this is a mess." I whispered to myself. I stared at myself on the mirror.
why is my reflection pretty? I don't recall having hair this silky, nor do I recall having eyes that possessed the colour of emerald.
am I dreaming? I raised a hand an d roughly slapped it across my face. ouch. no I'm not dreaming, ahaha...
wait.
I'M NOT DREAMING!
...
"WAHHHHH!!!" a yell was heard echoing from the whole mansion as the servants stared outside the young miss' bedroom while her parents talked with the doctor whom just checked her mental health.