He was there standing, shocked. He saw a thin white girl wearing a white sleeping gown on the veranda while looking at the back garden. Her black hair that was loose was gently swaying with the wind. When the girl turned, he felt tears coming from his wrinkled eyes and saw her golden eyes that were now open and full of life. It was the first time that he saw her eyes twinkling. Her posture was straight and weak but nevertheless graceful.
He, an old man didn't was stupefied, and only when the young girl in front of him, talk that he was brought to the present.
"Uncle Wil" the girls voice was gentle yet cold.
"Y-y-young Miss, I-" he can't pinpoint what he felt right now. Glad that the Young Miss woke up, but worried what would the future would be like.
"It's late. You should rest." He was thinking all sorts of things only to be cut off when the Young Miss said to him to take a rest.
"Y-Yes Young Miss. Please call me whenever you need this old man" he took a bow, then closed the door and went to prepare the things that would be helpful to the Young Miss and went to his chambers to slowly plan and prepare for the next day. As a butler, he has many duties to accomplish, especially right now, that the Miss has already woken up. He have to plan on how to make the Young Miss better, physically and mentally.
As a new day approaches, the sun which would be seen slowly floating up to the sky as the sunlight of the dawn can make one see the surroundings clearly.
"Let's start, shall we?" A cold yet gentle soothing voice rang out.
Gem, the ruler of BLACKKEYS back in the modern world , an organization known for its successful missions no matter how difficult the task that would be given to the agents. She, the ruler, maker of this organization died and now have reincarnated and transmigrated here in the outskirts castle of the Faratho Household. Abandoned.
She have to make a plan, fast and integrate it slowly, she also has to be aware of her surroundings, the people, the places, and most of all, herself - her behavior. She have to make sure that the people won't suspect a thing that the previous host has already died especially, since magic here exists. Who knows maybe there is a magician out there, who knows a thing or two about reincarnation or whatnots. She won't risk it, and will do everything she has to and needed to. Lastly, her enemies, well the previous host's 'enemies' she has to know about them, and take revenge for the young girl as a payment for the new life. She would take care of everything slowly but surely.
As she was contemplating on whether-
*CLANK!*
Something dropped, so even she knew that someone was already there int he first place, she still flipped her head to act and saw a young girl wearing a maid's outfit, with a long brown curly hair, big yellowish doe eyes covered with a pair of glasses but nevertheless doesn't hide her innocent charm.
"M-m-miss!!!" the girl can't speak clearly with her wide eyes staring at her, together with her two hands clasped at her mouth. After a couple of seconds she-
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
screamed
*THUD!*
and fainted
yes, she fainted.
"Pfftttt-" I can barely contain my laughter but she reminds me of my pet back at home- docile and gullible like a sweet little puppy. Though that's the only one thing I have besides the organization. It's refreshing to know that at least, here, there's someone who cares for me - the previous host that is.
"Hmm. This is getting-" and there he goes, Bulter Wilmer is finally here, gasping, as I presumed he ran to get here as soon as he heard her granddaughters' shout at the door, and is looking at her right now.
On the floor.
Sleeping
yes, she's sleeping right now, you could even hear her snores, albeit a little, a proof that she was really exhausted.
"OH N-"
"Don't worry uncle, she just fainted" I fastly cut him off before he could think of something else.
"Oh is that right Young Miss? Then I'll carry her to her bedroom and I will be back shortly for your breakfast" He said and then carry the cute fast-asleep girl.
Not long after, he returned with a trolley containing soups and other dishes and drinks that were easy to digest. At the bottom of the last tray contains a basin full of water and a towel, and a potion? It was a small glass bottle embedded with little green crystals, my medicine perhaps, considering I'm in a different place than my old world, this should be a different era. It was obvious enough with their bearings, attires and even this room.
"Good morning, Young Miss" the butler said while standing beside me, alongside with the trolley.
"These are the foods that you can eat temporarily as it would help you to digest easily and also your potion to aid for your recovery".
"Yes, Uncle Wil" As I gave my thanks, the butler excused himself for a moment and said to be back as soon as she was done eating and in time for me to take my meds.
As I ate my breakfast I also inspected the room of the previous host. The walls was engraved and hanged with various kinds of paintings and it was mesmerizing. Every painting was unique, you can even see the talent of the painter as every stroke and lines was precise and in place. It was full of soul and emotions. As I was contemplating whether to see the room or her so-called 'chamber' that she went everytime when she was in trouble, the uncle butler of this body came to see to it that I drank every last drop of the potion.
Soon after I finished the last drop, I felt my eyelids became heavy and i know I needed sleep and this body needs it more to recuperate. And I can sleep at ease knowing that the Butler is trustworthy, the memories alone, of this body is a hard proof.