The sun had risen, signaling the start of a brand-new day full of excitement, but this was not the case in the Carlisle Dukedom. In this tranquil estate, the same routine was always repeated and servants were always busy completing their daily chores here and there without any loud noise or disruption. In the kitchen, they were preparing for the lunch menu. In the garden, they were watering flowers, plants and cutting excess grass.
Far from all of this movement on the last floor, there was a room at the end with a groaning sound coming out
"Mmmmmmh, Mmmmh"
For a brief moment, the maid in the room was startled to hear that voice, asking herself while whipping the longitudinal windows "Oh my God, am I mishearing? Or did I really hear someone moaning? But there is no one here except me and her grace, and she has been lying in this bed for many years now."
"No, no, it's impossible," she said, shaking her head left and right. "I think the horror story we heard in the kitchen yesterday is affecting me today." She slaps her check as she motivates herself, "Daisy, don't be afraid, you can do it."
"Mmmmh, mmmmh."
"W-well, it appears that this voice does not want to stop, and it appears that this g-ghost has no shame on him; s-should I t-turn my head and f-face him?"
While all her body shivered, she turned her head slowly to see something unexpected that made her shout "My lady !" and caused her to fall from the ladder.
"E-even if it hurts," she sniffs, "I should g-get up and inform the Duke. This is truly a dream I am living. My wish has finally come true." She gets up and walks with difficulty, pulling her left leg, but the strong spirit within keeps her fighting.
At the end of the stairs, the duke was talking with the servants, giving them tasks and warnings as usual, until he heard a voice shouting "Your grace, The Duchess is awake!"
However, he ignored that, thinking it was an inner voice inside his head. Yet he couldn't ignore it anymore, since this voice kept becoming louder and closer to him, until he saw that a maid was really in front of him, announcing the good news while breathing hard. "Y-your grace, I really saw it with my eyes and heard it with my own ears. I swear to God I'm not lying; the madam kept groaning and moving her fingers up and down and... " She comes to a halt for a moment, turning her head down to breathe, and when she tries to look at him again to continue her explanation, the man has vanished, leaving all the servants trailing behind him."
"Ha, am I going to be the last one seeing this unforgettable moment? I should join too," Daisy said, following them.
A voice in my head said, "Wake up, open your eyes to this fake blessing." Of course, that song was always useful to wake me up and open my eyes again, but the thing is I got a blurry view of weird and unfamiliar faces in front of me. They were all surrounding me with a worried look on their faces, and I could hear them slightly saying, "Your Grace." What does this mean? And why do these rooms and clothes have the style of the 19th century? And what's up with this man that keeps looking at me right above my face? waving his hand in front of my eyes and breaking the ears of someone who just woke up by his loud voice asking, " My lady, can you hear me? Can you see this? " Is he a doctor trying to do an ophthalmoscopy or hearing test for me?
All of this is annoying. It needs to stop. I get up quickly to set on a 90-degree position, which causes me to bump into this man's head and let the others step back in shock, covering their mouths, except for that one girl who has big bright brown teary eyes and short straight brown hair. She jumped at me, hugging me, and then she held my hands while sitting down on the floor, saying, "Madam, you are really alive."
Wow, that's funny I don't remember me getting married or dreaming of that, and that's due to my good reputation. The last thing I remembered was a bandit chasing me to kill me and the sound of police sirens everywhere, or was that just a nightmare? I decided to put an end to this by opening my mouth and asking, "Who are you? And where I am " looking at them and that man holding his head where I bumped him. It looks like he is in pain. Well, he deserves it because he keeps staring at me. Until I see sad looks on their faces looking at each other and at that man.
"You're at Duke Amon Carlisle's estate, and they're our servants here," The man I hit explained.
"Ok, great, what does this have to do with me? Why am I here? " I asked with a crooked smile.
All of their mouths were opened wide, except for this 'icy' dude, who replied again, "You are Auryn Carlisle My wife and you have belonged to this place since we got married five years ago, but of course you don't remember that because these are the coma effects and the doctor informed us that forgetting memories just when you wake up might happen. "
I still have my memories, what is this man capping about? I replied, while laughing, " This is really funny. I didn't know you could crack jokes with this iced face. Really, you deserve a hat. " clapping so hard, I added, "Like, where did you get an idea to tell me such a great scenario? Please, everyone I know, just show me your cameras I know I am a talented person who deserves to be an actress, but let's not do it this way. We can sit over coffee and discuss the contract. I am ready. " I said with a big smile and a confident voice. However, I couldn't see any of them moving even an inch from their positions; they were like stones, and when I turned my head to our guy, he was giving me a dead stare with flames coming out of his eyes. I admit he was terrifying, but that won't stop me from asking, "What's up with you, bro? You're telling me I'm your wife and I got married to you when I was 16, which is not logical to get married at that age. In addition to that, " Wait why am I feeling like I am really in the 19th century? By the way they dress and how formally they speak, not like me, who looks like I came from the streets. No way, don't tell me I went back in time or that I'm in another universe.
My mouth was open wide. I looked back at that man, but he closed his eyes and confirmed, "Yes, that's the truth, whether you liked it or not," and added, "You will just need some time to remember."
"No, no, it may just be a dream. I will go back to sleep and wake up again. Good night everyone, good night my husband, and don't forget to close the door and curtains behind you. Nice to meet you all, "I smiled as I leaned back and placed my head on the pillow, covered myself and tried to sleep. Yet they were still here and I felt like everyone had become status by now. I stood up again and pinched the man who claimed to be my husband; of course, his temper turned him into a tomato ready to eat, but he tried to hold himself up and speak calmly, "What are you doing right now?"
I answered, blinking my eyes, " I was testing something." Looking at all of them, I said, "Wow, it seems we are all real. "I have analyzed everything and their body languages. They don't seem to be lying. Why didn't I do that from the beginning and cause all this fuss? I thought that while noticing a kid hiding behind the husband, I looked with a smile at him while leaning my head to the right. "What is your name, our handsome young man?"
He came out from where he was hiding and said, with eyes looking down and a low voice, "My name is Jalen m-mother."
I replied while touching his hair, "Oh my! You are so cute, Jalen. Let's be friends. You seem like the only normal person here." I felt the stares of the others on me, but then I realized something. I looked at my husband, puzzled, and said, "Wait a minute, why is he calling me mother?" "Don't tell me...", while covering my mouth. I didn't finish my sentence until he said, moving his head up and down while crossing his hands, "Yes, he is our child."
Now the woman was too stunned to speak, I began getting out of bed and saying, "No, no, this is too much. I think you have kidnapped me and you are spitting this nuisance to trick me, and I am not going to fall for your tricks, okay?" I began running in the room left and right, and the maids were running after me begging, "Your grace, please don't do that! "
After numerous tries, nobody could have caught me. To stop me, they called some guys dressed in chainmail shirts and lower leg armor. I was holding my pillow while standing on my bed when they arrived. One of them glanced up at me as I was surrounded by them and tried to reassure me "Your grace, please take a deep breath. Nothing will be done for you by us. Just come down, please."
I think they are the gang members. They think I am stupid. If they won't hurt me, why are they are here? I said while laughing evilly, "Do you think I am afraid? Ha, fight me if you can." and I jumped from the bed, doing a flying kick in his face and applying my one-arm shoulder technique of judo on everyone who came to stop me from escaping the door. Thank God I was a champion in that, so it was easy fighting them despite their weights.
When I was fighting those men, it was annoying that the person who called himself my husband was just sitting on the sofa with a serious face, moving left and right following where I was moving. I swear I saw a slight smile, almost like a smirk, on his face. I have to admit, he was so dashing and mesmerizing that I almost fell and forgot the war I was in. However, it was that young boy's crying and his large, green eyes that really got me to stop. I paused and approached him right away, and he said, shivering, "m-mother, do you really hate me and want to abandon me and escape?" Him saying that makes me question myself. Did I really overdo it? I looked around and realized I was in another world, one that was unfamiliar to me, and that what I was experiencing was reality right now.
After wiping away his tears, I gave him a hug and apologized. No matter what, I should not leave the kid in fear. That is the most important thing to not affect the personality of someone when they grow up. While I was hugging him, I felt someone hitting my neck and boom, I was sent into a short coma again. Of course it was that man. I will kill you when I wake up.
Two men with their faces covered were speaking in the dark tavern at night, away from all the city commotion, "Are you sure? You couldn't locate any information regarding the late duke's successor.
"Yeah, I'm sure,"
"What about Amon's wife?"
"Our spy couldn't find anything on her since she had only two maids serving her and nobody else was permitted to enter that floor except for the duke and them,"
"Okay, I see. Keep an eye on them. "