Andrew woke up in a soft, comfy bed and he was covered by a blanket to protect him from the cold.
The sheets of the bed was white in colour.
He found himself in a unknown room.
And this worried him, the thoughts of what is going to happen next.
Andrew's room had big windows with light white curtains which moved slowly backwards inside the room due to the moving wind entering his room.
The prepared room had, one bathroom and one bedroom.
Everything designed with his comfort.
A special designed room.
For hours, he sat and laid down on the bed.
Bored he thought of having a look around the room as he was the only one present in the room.
First he hung his feets from the bed and with a light push, his feets touched the marble floor.
He stepped down from the comfy bed and looked around the room.
Here and there.
His eyes travelled from corner to corner of the room, if the room was a girl, she would be blushed, the way his curious eyes travelled to every little to little things present inside the room.
When he entered the next room, he saw a bucket filled with warm water and on top of a stool there was some clean new clothes for him to wear after a warm bath.
Andrew understood that this warm water was prepared for him to take a bath and this clothes was for him to change into.
He took a bath and changed into his given clothes, his new clothes was made of fine material and surprisingly his perfect fit.
The clothes were designed as if it was specially prepared for a little, young prince.
His skin clean and fair after the bath.
Andrew was scared, nervous and didn't want to cause any troubles as he didn't know what he needed to do and he just can't wander around the place as if it was his own house, so he decided to stay in doors.
He stayed inside, waiting for servants to enter and instruct him what he needed to do, what his works was and why he was called after all those years, so he waited, sometimes looked around his room, but no one came, he sat carefully on his given bed, trying not to make the mattress dirty, so he slowly laid down and just looked at the ceiling of the room and soon fell asleep because of the soft mattress underneath him.
"Awww, look at him, cute, but it is such a pity" the owner of the voice came closer to the boy and covered him with a blanket.
The moon light was reaching Andrew's bed from outside.
Painting everything blue in the room.
Her magnificent features looked more pretty with the lack of light in the room and the blue moonlight from the sky.
Her black hair open and she wore a red loose cloth, her lipstick red in colour, her fair white skin shined in the blue moon light, her fingers long and thin. She looked like a moon goddess, who came from the skies to meet her beloved one.
She usually wore everything red.
So she was called,
'The red princess'
But her black foxy eyes and her smile gave her a villain look.
'a attractive villain'
"Again, sleeping like a cat while I wait for him, what a nerve" The owner of the sound sat on the side of the bed.
Andrew sensed someone's presence beside him and he woke up in a alert motion, his eyes met with hers.
"Oh my, did I scared you?" She was amused.
Andrew said nothing, but she can tell he was scared of her and wanted to run away.
Andrew started undressing.
This put Isabelle in a confused state.
She just stared in disbelief.
'what is he even doing?'
After he took off his clothes, he sat quietly on the bed.
His face sad, but he feel helpless.
"Oh my, what kind of innocent strip show it is?"
"My lady, I am inexperience, so please do what you like"
Andrew sat there waiting for this movement to end.
Isabelle got down from the bed and just stared at him.
Her movements scared Andrew even more and he finched lightly.
His eyes shut tightly, his grip tight on his pants.
Soon cold winds touched Andrew's skin making him shiver, his hair on the skin stood up.
His feets getting numb due to fear and loss of flow of blood in them.
Waiting for the worse, but nothing happened.
He opened his eyes and found Isabelle sitting on the chair and just staring at him.
"Can you tell me, who taught you this?"
Confused Andrew did not moved from his place.
"This, striping your clothes"
He did not said anything.
"Giving me a wild show
Well anyway, the show was awesome, I liked it"
She clapped her hands.
"Now tell me, who taught you this?" She said in a serious tone.
This put Andrew in a confused state and he thought it will be best to ask for forgiveness.
He got down from the bed and down on his knees.
"Forgive me, my lady" he bowed his head.
"You do recognise me"