Isabella eyes slowly opened the bright sun light rested on her face true the golden cotton raised up letting the morning sun ray in true the windows.
She sat upright a gentle yawn escaping her lips her eyes scanned the room from top to bottom adjust her brain to it new surroundings. The room had a fresh scent to it like newly picked roses her eyes found the nicely picked red roses on the table placed in a vas.
Her eyes travelled and it got a very intriguing image or should I say a beautiful portrait hanging on the wall she could clearly view it from were she sat.
A man with a large pear of wings held a lady in his arms his wings covered her she looked like she was falling or maybe he was shielding her from something the beautiful craft work felt like it told a story in relation to a past or a present.
Her eyes finally left the portrait after staring at it for a long period of time she noticed the ground was mabled and everytime the sun touched the smooth surface it looked like sea cristals shining under her feet.
A large shandalight hanged above the ceiling the candles placed on it had melted of into a burning crisp.
Trying to move her neck to the side she felt a sharp sting out of instinct her finger brushed her neck the memories of the mating ceremony her wedding came folding back into her head with full force she grabbed her skull almost screaming from the headache.
A tear drop rolled down her cheeks the pain was unbearable after it had subsided a little she rose to her feet walking over to the large sized mirror slowly pulling her hair up the sight of a mark now fully displayed beautiful on her neck it was a picture of a full moon with two swords crossed against each other.
Still staring at the mark the double doors to her room were pushed opened and similar faces she recognized walked in dressed in their maids uniform.
They bowled greeting her.
" Good morning my queen" They all chorused together. She placed her hair back to cover the mark and finally looked away from the mirror walking back to the bed and took a sit .
" Good morning to you too" Her voice was dry as she stared plainly at them nothing could be red on her face.
Before Grace could speak Isabella continued in her words.
" Please do not treat me formally just because you put jewelry on a cow doesn't mean it no longer a cow it would still have the same duty as the rest of the other cows and secondly don't bowl to me either I am no royal just a common woman found in shroud fate "
They all understood Isabella words and parable she was treated like a slave back at her own kingdom and later sold of for peace as a bridal cow for the lord.
VGrace spoke casually not adding formal tone to her speach her voice was calm and gently like silent breeze.
" My name is grace and what yours " she now Isabella needed friends than maids.
" My name is Isabella and I wish to know everyone of you names as well so as the maids which were brought to Journey with me into this cruel fate you as we're dragged into a drama you didn't sign up for so we are like sisters.
The started to open up one after the other.
" My name is Juliette"
"My name is Emma "
" My name is Clara"
" Nice to meet you all " she responded.
Grace turned to face the other ladies.
" Let get to work ladies Juliette prepare the ladies bathing water and Emma and Clara prepare our ladies cloths we will be taking her around the whole kingdom according to the lord's orders."
" Yes Mrs grace " The chorused and bowled getting right to their various tasks.
Isabella wanted to protest again them doing any of the work but she had a gut feeling inside her that made her keep her mouth short and let them do the work.
It seems no matter how hard she tried she had to adjust to the fact that she was now a queen and not a common nobody anymore the feeling felt strange.
She watched as grace stood with a straight face inspecting them as the did their jobs given. The young lady wasn't old but yet she had to act matured for her age she suddenly remembered the supernatural word wasn't the same as the human word grace looked nothing more but 24. But staring at her features now she had started to recount the age. The lady had rough brown hair which were know braded neatly her skin was sun kissed white,her eyes were pich black mixed with a very dark cloud of green she wanted to ask grace was being she was but she kept the question to herself.
" Common sit by my side don't you get tired of standing always "
Grace pointed at her self and Isabella nodded in response.
" Nooo thank you my lady but am much comfortable" Before she could finish her sentence she was pulled by the hand onto the hed.
" No objections I will not approve a no from you" she had too wear a cold look to keep the woman sitting and started a simple conversation with her will the others worked .
She had a good feeling about grace she was a good person.she was one supernatural that didn't look at her with scun in her eyes maybe that why she felt comfortable with her around.
" We're are you from" She asked wanting to know.
" I'm from the sprites valley we are mithical beings gifted with the ability of the eyes "
Isabella seemed confused " They eyes "
" Yes that was a middle name the moon goddess gave us that because we could see into a person soul that meant but their doom and victory we are easy target for stronger beings because of our weak capacity to protect ourselves"
Isabella interst was picked she wanted to know more as a child she was always curious.
" Then how are you working here under the lord and how long have you worked in the palace "
Grace didn't mind telling her anything she wanted to now it was a bit relaxing not having to were a formal face all the time or bowl constantly.
" In other for our people to be protected the oldest spirte asked the lord to take us under is wings as long as we used our powers only for is victory we plegued our life's and loyalty to the lord and for centuries we have been protected and I have lived in the palace for gods now how long it could be centuries saved queens and kings ,nobles ,and knights all kind of royals" She chuckled watching Isabella doom stroke look she sat frozen in place .
Isabella quickly cleared the thought of grace ever being a young lady.
" How old are you then " she now asking was pointless and the answer would blow her head off.
" A list three, hundred years old "
Isabella looked looked less shocked like she expected even worst. If she had said she was five hundred years old she would still believe.
" Don't be bordered my queen about my age in the world of supernaturals age is just a number and am considered a child in the eyes of many.
The others finally stood before them all done with their tasks.grace got to her feet standing from the bed.
" Let all leave so Isabella can get prepared"
They nodded and headed for the door leaving Isabella alone to herself once again.
She inwardly thanked grace as maids they were meant to bath her and dull her up. But she seriously wasn't the kind of person to be given special treatment she liked to do her own things without any help.
She got into the large stream like hot tub dropping her dress down to the floor slowly getting into the worm burbling water.
A silent satisfied moan left her lips as the worm temperature of the water cold her Nieves. Watched of the dirt of her skin after a few minutes she left the bath room wiping off the drops of water from her body then slipping her slender petit body into the long umbrella gown coloured blue off shoulder revealing her smooth collar bones and plain white skin the gown had patterns of white lilies and a rebin was tighted around the was two peers of gloves was placed by the dress which she wore.
What she had noticed about kingdom of ( sarin ) it was always snowing even on a sunning day the land was still freezing cold.
She styled her hair into a messy bun then walked out of the chamber to meet bright faces waiting for her.
She really wasn't a fan for make up her natural face was beuty to behold on it own.
Grace and Juliette commented
" You look stunning my queen "
Emma and Clara chorused too " very stunning"
" Thank you all shall we"
They nodded and lead the way down to lunch room were a whole fest was prepared for Isabella
Grace stopped at the front of the door of lunch room.
" I be introducing you too all of the works working in palace from cooks,to maids,gardeners and you already our grumpy old butler Iran"
Isabella nodded as the door was pulled opened for her to walk in. The room was in a low wisper of gossip before Isabella had stepped in now you couldn't even hear the sound of a fly passing by .
The all greeted in a choruse with their heads slightly lowed.
" Good... morning your highness" the room was filled with greetings from everyone.
" Greetings to you all " she responded casually searching the people faces one by one.
Clara pulled her a sit at the large six feet long table the table was covered with all kind of delicious meals you could think off.
She smiled satisfied seeing the nice display but a small frown appeared on her face. Only one person couldn't possibly eat all the food presented on the table.
" I'm I too eat all this " she asked supprised what did they take her for a wheel.
They all stared at them selfs not nowing the answer to reply to there new queen non of the royals they had served in the past complained for such stuff even if the whole food on the table got wasted they was a enough food to make a new one the next day.
Isabella distested the wast of food maybe she always had a little back home to eat so it made her have value for food.
" Next time please make a plate for me I can't possibly eat everything on the table" Her voice was a bit strict.
" Yes my lady " the cooks responded
" Thank you now everyone take a sit and eat I Know you all haven't touched a single thing. So Join me in eating"
The stared at themselves again for the second time they wouldn't dare eat on the table with their queen the feared for their life's
A man dressed in a gardening uniform spoke.
" Your highness we can't join you at the table it is disrespectful both to you and to the lord " The young man spoke politely.
Isabella could understand their fear she had also lived in that fear for years treated like a dog waiting for remains.
" I'm am no different from any of you standing here supernatural or not we still living beings I do not demand your obedience or respect their was something My grandfather used to tell me may is blessed memory live on respect is not demanded for it is earned and I hope to earn your respect and friendship nothing more so you all should sit or it sit on the floor then you all would truly disrespect your lord . I do not think he would like to hear the news of his queen sitting on the floor"
Their faces drained colour hearing there new queen statement a chill ran down their spins aas each and everyone of them took a sit on the table.
Grace had a content smile spreed across her face. Like a mother who was proud of watching her young child become a strong confident woman before her eyes . She now Isabella had made a mark on the workers and gained their respect in her own way. I made her pleased she also took a sit .
" Know you can all introduce yourselves starting from the maids I don't already know "
Five joung ladies rised on by one .
" My name is Easter your highness " she took her sit .
" My name is melody your highness" taking her sit.
" My name is Gina "
" Preciel your highness"
"" Banty " she said in a low pich tone .
" Nice to meet you all Easter,melody,Gina,preciel,banty my name is Isabella please do try and address me formally from time to time "
" Yes your highness" the chorused on their sits .
" Your turn sirs " she faced the three gaderners the young men stood to there feet's
" My name Jonathan"
" Frank your highness
" Rex your highness
" Nice to meet you Jonathan,frank and rex "
She turned to face the six cooks sitting by her right. They got to their feets.
" My name is Alisa my queen "
" Guan your highness
Tommy your highness
Stella
Hanna
Robin you majesty.
" Nice too meet you all always let all eat "
They waited for her to take the first bite but Isabella hadn't taken a single spoon to her mouth .
Grace spoke worriedly" is their a problem eat something My Queen"
The cooks held their breaths thinking they were in trouble or maybe Isabella didn't like any of the food presented.
" No they is nothing wrong with the food infact it perfect "
They let out their breaths in relive.
" Then why aren't you eating" grace asked
" Because you all have refused to eat I said let all eat that meant all together" she watched their excitation and short them a deadly cold glare that got them eating instantly and she joined in the whole hall was filled with drinking and chatting amongst themselves some had dropped their guard down turning comfortable trowing or cotion to air.
Isabella heart swilled with joy it felt like truely had a family.
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