Freens perspective;
When I awoke, I was in a strange place. The whole place is white, and there are things making beep sounds beside me that I have only seen now. As I looked around, I could tell that the room was very large. Where am I? I asked myself, and I noticed that there were strange things attached to my body, and they attached something like water to my side.
''Waahh!" I shouted when I saw a big needle stuck in my wrist.
I took it off my wrist. ''Ouch.'' Damn, it hurts a lot. Where am I ? Am I dead? Is this heaven?
And there I saw a big picture frame that had but black pitch on it, but it was intact on the wall in front of the bed. It was so strange, and it only had black paint. Maybe the painter was just starting his work, but why would he let it hang in here? And then I checked every corner of this painting; I had never seen such a work before. What kind of material did the artist use for this ? It is amazingly weird. and then I saw something red glowing in its corner, and I was shocked that there was a light blinking on this frame, and I quickly got away from the thing, and I tripped and fell again to the bed with those weird things in it. And my soul left my body when the rectangular black frame on the wall suddenly spoke, and I saw there were a lot of people inside the frame.
''What kind of sorcery is this ? Help !! Let me out ! I shouted and searched for a way out of this demonic place., but the walls seemed to close in on me. The people inside the frame continued to stare at me with blank expressions, as if they were waiting for something. I could feel their eyes piercing through my skin, and a chill ran down my spine. It was then that I realized I had stumbled upon something beyond my understanding, something that would change my life forever.
I looked to my right, and there I saw a window. I didn't waste time and ran towards it, making my way out of this place.
But I was more shocked to learn that I am indeed in a very weird place. I am now looking down at these structures, big and small; some are shining like there is a mirror attached to each of them, and there is this weird wagon down there without a horse, but somehow it moves and people are using it.
And then the door opened, and Lady Rebecca came in. Freen? You're awake!" Lady Rebecca ran in my direction and kissed my lips.
I wasn't able to move as our lips collided. Lady Rebecca is kissing me; this must be a dream. What kind of nightmare is this ? This is insane. Why would a woman kiss another woman? And the weird thing about it is that I like it .
I wasn't responding and was just standing there shock like a statue.
''I have missed you, my love. Me and the kids are missing you already.'' As you can see, Lady Rebecca is a bit different; her clothes, her hair, and her face are a bit more mature, but she isn't less beautiful; she is like a fine wine.
''Kids?'' I have repeated what she said, as I don't understand what she was talking about.
''Yes, our daughters.''
What kind of a joke is this ?
''Daughters?''
''Yes, my love our daughters'' Lady Rebecca said again.
My head is now spinning from confusion. Where am I ?
I gripped my head as it hurt so much, and I slowly sat on the floor.
''Aaaaah'' I shouted in pain.
''No. no. no. baby, baby don't leave us again, help!!! Doctor, please help ! Somebody, please help! I heard my wife shout.
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''Aaaah'' I shouted sweat all over my body heavy breathing and I look around me and I jump in horror when I saw Lady Rebecca suddenly pop in front of me.
ฉันอยู่ที่ไหน? ฉันกำลังทำอะไรอยู่บนเตียงของคุณ
C̄hạn xyū̀ thī̀h̄ịn? C̄hạn kảlạng thả xarị xyū̀ bn teīyng k̄hxng khuṇ'Where am I? What am I doing in your bed?' I ask . Afraid this is one of those nightmares again.
'' Relax, I am not going to bite you,'' she laughed, oblivious to the fact that she couldn't understand me when I asked, "Miss Rebecca, what am I doing in your bed?" It was so lovely to hear this woman laugh. And at that moment, I was startled—almost as if in a dream—to see her so close that, despite the fact that I must have looked foolish standing in front of her in the room's corner next to her bed, I couldn't help but smile. Her laughter seemed to have a magical effect on me, erasing everything.
This goddess really has this effect on me that would make me forget my worries and even calm me even in a very startling moments in my dreams and in reality she is always been there with me .
Am I goin crazy? Or is this kind of an obsession towards her?
And my eyes fell down to her lips and the kiss in my dream relive in me again I swallowed hard as I remember the taste of her lips in me
Was it possible to dream of kissing another woman even in your dream? I know I have admire her since we were kids and I get jealous whenever she's with Sir George but I never ever thought of such a thing not until now.
''Why are you so tense? I mean no harm. '' I didn't understand what she was talking about I just suddenly became a statue.
I want to taste her lips so badly and I know I sweating so hard right now.
'' You fainted, remember?''
Is she asking me something?
Now how am I going to talk to her when we can't even understand each other?
She is getting closer to me, and I keep moving backwards, but I can't move any further because I will run into a wall. My mind goes blank as I try to come up with a plan to escape, and I can feel my heart racing. I wish someone was here to assist me in getting out of this predicament. When she realized I was trapped, I saw her smirk. What is she up to?
'Rebecca's perspective:
As she collided with the wall behind her, I saw that she was now trapped. I don't know why, but I've just realized how much it pleases me to see her response. I haven't been this aggressive toward my previous personal maids, but this woman is doing something to me. There's something about her response that never fails to affect me. And those eyes. Where did I've never seen those stunning, expressive brown eyes before. I find myself pondering what it is about her that distinguishes her from my previous maids. Perhaps it's time to learn more about her and discover what makes her unique.
There is something about her that always draws me to her, even when I first lay eyes on her.
I remember when me and George, my fiance, and his family were having dinner when I first came here, and I saw this woman peeking from behind the corners of the hallways.
I remember how her presence affected me when she first served me food, but like all our servants, she wasn't looking at me, but I can feel her secret gaze at me, which somehow bothers me.
And her scent , There is something about her scent whenever she serves food to me she is not stinky; it is actually different from that, and it also bothers me. Actually, one of the reasons I picked her as my personal maid was because I wanted to explore this thing that's been bothering me since I got here. There is just something about her. I can't quite put my finger on it, but it's like she has a certain aura or energy that I find intriguing. Maybe spending more time around her will help me figure it out.
Before I agree to wed George Maurer, the son of the prime minister, I am asking Father for one favor. This freedom to live alone allows me to experience the things I want to, such as living in a place where I can be alone away from the world I grew up in and away from politics and elites. Living independently of others and not acting in accordance with their wishes or the expectations of society—what they refer to as the right etiquette and acts of a child of authority—is the feeling of living free. However, as the child of nobles, it was expected of me to adhere to the wishes of society and maintain proper decorum. Despite this, I longed for the freedom to experience life on my own terms, away from the constraints of my upbringing and the pressures of politics and elitism.
He will always support me, of course, but my mother also wanted to live with me, as she has always wanted to do. Unfortunately, it may be too late to mend our relationship at this point.
I move myself closer to her as I examine her eyes. Those eyes have I seen them before? As I was looking into her eyes, it was like she was pulling me into her, and I noticed she looked at my lips again like she did earlier . Why is she doing this? And she bit her lower lip; those lips had been distracting me .
I gripped the side of my dress, and I put my other arm on the wall, trapping her more. This is so weird. I am now so close to her that I can even feel her breath on my face. I looked intently at her lips, like it was the most interesting thing at the time. The warmness of her breath was doing something to me. I have never felt this way toward anyone. This is the very first time I don't feel disgusted by being close to another human being. It's like there's a magnetic pull between us that I can't resist. I couldn't help but wonder if she felt the same way.
Stupid, what am I thinking?
We are both women, for God's sake.
'''ฟรีน''(Freen,)
My brows creased as I saw the man named Kirk Nop's and Saint's cousin enter my room without my permission and run towards my servant's direction, and my face turned red in anger when I saw how my servant jumped for happiness as she saw this Kirk guy, and I saw how she embraced him with excitement, and the guy held her up, and they spun around my room.
What kind of novel story is this? In front of the movie story, is this? in front of me? Really?
''E-ehem.'' I cleared my throat to make them stop this disgusting scene in front of me.
''I-am.. I apologize for my rudeness, Lady Rebecca. I just got excited that my friend here , Freen is finally awake.'' The Kirk guy said:
So my servant's name is Freen? I will take note of that.
I would say I was surprised he acted civilly now, different from the guy who jumped into George and almost killed my poor husband-to-be.
I admit that I was kind of surprised that he wasn't sent to prison after what he did to my lunatic husband-to-be.
I wonder what his position is in the Kingdom of Ayuthaya, as he got out of that issue so easily. He just beat the governor and son of the prime minister of England, George Maurer.
''Apology , accepted.'' I simply answered, "Who am I to restrain the man who saves us from danger?" He deserves our gratitude and respect for his bravery and selflessness. It's the least I can do to honor him for his heroic actions.
''Ahm, would you mind if I borrow, Freen for a minute? I just want to spend time with her before I go." I just want to spend time with her before I go. I have to attend some important event on the other side of our country, so I won't be seeing her for a moment. '' I wonder what kind of position would go places. I believe he is just not an ordinary scholar, as they say.
'' No problem, just make sure to bring her back to me safely," I said.
Even I kind of hate the fact that she is going to spend more time with him than me.
But when I saw how happy her eyes were when she was with him, I kind of just let it be.
I watched as they walked out of my room. I smiled when Kirk looked back at me, but when they were gone, I felt irritated. Even I can't comprehend this feeling .
Rebecca She is just a servant. Why are you so interested in her? I shook my head, trying to push the thought away. It was silly to be jealous of someone like this. But as much as I tried to ignore it, the feeling lingered in the back of my mind.
''Urgh'' This is so confusing.