THE NEXT DAY...
It was another day in Northern Neotite. It's past 24 hours since Leticia had got to this unknown world. She moaned out in lazily as she slowly opened her eyes.
My eyes brushed the red ring on my fourth finger. So it's not a dream, I am actually stuck in an unknown world? I groaned loudly, before lifting up my head to look at the weird red ring in my finger. I have to get this thing out of my finger. I brushed my hand on it, as I remembered the minute Devon showed them all the ring on my finger, and their expression too. Were they also scared of a ring, same way they were scared of Devon?
I pulled the ring, but it wasn't bulging. I pulled it again, and this time, it felt as if I was pulling off my flesh. Was it tight, or perhaps, that handsome for nothing guy had added a glue in it. I tried pulling it again, but it wasn't bulging at all, it was instead causing pain. What the heck is wrong with this thing?
A knock suddenly resounded on the door. I frowned upon that, wondering who was behind the door. The door creaked open, as a young girl walked into the room.
"Who..." I frowned.
"Good morning, my Lady. My name is Eris, and I am your maid after Miss Bridget."
I took a look at the young girl over again. She looks eighteen, and she is already a maid. Doesn't she have a better work to do than becoming a maid. And more, Bridget is old enough, why this small girl? This must be her part-time job, I guess.
"You are Eris?" I didn't know why I asked, but that question came out.
"Yes my Lady." She nodded politely.
"Who said you can become my maid? Devon?" I raised my brow at her, as I stared at her smiling face. It was like she was automatically programmed to smile at me always. She didn't frown at the way I was staring at her.
"I was assigned by the head maidservant to accompany Bridget."
Who the hell is that? I stood up on my feet.
"The maidservant must be bossy." I muttered to her, but she didn't say anything. Is she actually programmed to do nothing but smile and say polite words? Even Bridget was also polite with her words.
"I have prepared your bath, my lady." She said again, politely.
"My bath?" Yeah, I forgot I never took any bath yesterday before taking a nap. I was too grieved to take a bath. And now, I guess I have calmed down. All I have to do is to find a way to get out of here.
"Yes my lady."
Okay? I don't like that name, 'my lady'.
"Please don't call me 'my Lady'."
I said and she unexpectedly lifts up her head to look at me. She looks really innocent, but I was very alert. The people here are monsters. She also looked confused and surprised. She tried to conceal it, but she wasn't doing a better job in that.
"I don't like it when you call me my Lady. I am too young to be called that. You should call me Leticia instead."
"But..." She wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped as she if she would be killed if she speaks up. Maybe Devon would punish her?
"Okay, how about this. You can call me my Lady when we are with your General and the others, but you will have to call me Leticia whenever we are alone. Do you understand that? I really feel uncomfortable whenever you call me Leticia."
"Yes My....le..ticia." she quickly correctly herself.
"We will work on that. Now, I have to take a good bath, then speak to that dickhead called the General."
*
Why is everywhere in this mansion so comfortable and good? Even the bath is likeable. This bath had petals in it and it smells really good. We should have this in the modern world, it will be good. But I am very sure I would get late to work every blessed day. And unlike the modern world, this people uses a damn stick to brush their teeth. When I was given the stick, I was shocked and confused, not knowing what to use it for. Until Eris told me 'for washing the teeth.'. I almost laughed my butts off when I heard her say that. So no toothbrush, but a stick. This is a crazy world indeed.
I giggled, as I smelt the scented stick again.
I was finally done bathing after an hour. Bridget was in the room with Eris. They were both doing a good job preparing the room and my clothes. This two are likeable.
I wanted to do the things myself, but they told me it was their duties to help me.
*
"Where do you think Devon is?" I asked the both of them, as they were both fixing my hair.
"The general must be in his room my lady." Bridget answered.
She brought out a weird dress from a box, towards my side. I took a look at it and chuckled. I am definitely not going to wear that clown dress. They looked exactly like the dress Devan brought over to me yesterday night.
"I am not wearing that. I am putting on.... this instead." I brought out trousers and a shirt from my bag. That was only the official clothing I had kept into my bag, Incase I had to hangout with my bestie. And now, I guess, it's useless and also kind of useful now.
Eris picked up the Jean first, wondering how I would wear it. I tapped her on her shoulder gently.
"You should also wear this someday. You will look pretty, and you too Bridget."
.
Devon was in his bath. He was silent the whole morning, as he thought about Leticia and what the old dragon had told him last night.
"Unless she conclude her mission." He muttered. What mission does she have to conclude exactly?
"Devon!!"