The thick silk blanket shifts as Leslie moved to her left, having the feeling of sleeping on clouds by how smooth the blanket around her body.
Her eyes slowly opened, blinking a few times before she realizes she's in bed. Her thought was how she ended up in there.
Answered by her own that Akyra might have carry her all the way inside. She remind herself to thank her later.
She gets up to sit and rubs her eyes, that was the best ever sleep she ever had in years. "Gotta compliment this heaven sent bed." she said to herself.
Leslie roam her eyes through the whole room. It looks different from the room they just toured earlier. There's no room in the cabin that looks like this one.
"Akyra! Ysabella!" she called, scratching an invisible itch in her head. That's when she saw the yellow strands of her hair.
"What's this?" Leslie's face was disgusted at her hair. She has a special dislike withblond hair.
She called her friends again, with her full voice, this time. As the large door opened, she expected her two friends to enter but instead it was strangers. She silently panicked as the two maidservants rushes towards her with worry in their faces.
"Are you alright, Lady Fioriana?" the woman in her 40's asked Leslie. What is happening?!
"Who are you? Where's Ysabella and Akyra?" Leslie's words confused the two maidservant.
"My lady, do you remember what happened to the day you came under the uphill tree?" the short haired girl spoke, face full of worry as she attempts to hold Leslie's hands but she retracted her hand before the girl could touch it, which somehow made the girl look upset or whatever she felt because Leslie don't give a fu-care.
"No, but can you guys tell me where the hell is this place? Am I dead or did Akyra put you to prank me?" Leslie's getting annoyed now and her choice of words shocked the two women.
"My lady, where did you hear such a vulgar word? That is so unlike you." the older woman were so softspoken but it's clear that she's scolding Leslie.
Then it hit Leslie.
"Wait. What's my name again?" Leslie asked as something just crossed in her mind.
"You're Fioriana Selvira Apollos, my lady." the younger servant answered.
Did she just got transmigrated? She'll going to know.
"Okay, tell me everything."
tbc