Chapter 1
“You’re not one of us, aren’t you?” a voice said, the figure gritting her teeth as she stayed hidden in the darkness of the room that she was the nearest in, the footsteps scaring her into death as she stayed as still as she could, wishing that she wouldn’t be seen.
“I knew it… I knew something was odd in here.” The voice said, and the girl could see a shadow approaching closer, the girl covering her mouth as she tried to stay quiet, the shadow moving closer, her breath hitching up to her throat—
The shadow passed her room, to which she breathed in relief, trying to think of a way to get out of this wretched palace—
She felt a sharp thing pressed to her throat, and she realized that the Mistress of the palace was already behind her, a sharp nail pressed to her throat, ready to slit her throat and render her lifeless in an instant—
“I wonder why no one were able to smell you…” the Mistress purred, her velvety thick voice soothing to the girl’s senses, as if letting her muscles relax—
“Don’t fall asleep, wretched one, or you wouldn’t be able to wake up, with you being in my arms and all.” the Mistress said, sending another wave of that strange soothing energy through her, threatening to let her fall into unconsciousness.
“I’d love to be in your arms just like this any other day…” she sleepily said, her drowsy thoughts coming to the surface, uttered by her mouth as she slowly relaxed, not even bothering that she felt the Mistress flinch and falter from behind you.
“W-What are you saying, fool?” the Mistress said, her voice losing its power as the girl slowly got back from her daze, but she realized what she just said and blushed, the Mistress letting her go, but the girl only stayed in front of her, blushing and fidgeting.
“What… What did you say?” the Mistress said, her finger pushing the girl’s face up, the girl’s eyes looking away from her, her face still red.
“I’d love to be in your arms, I said…” the girl said, the Mistress’ brow rising as a tinge of red slowly appeared on her cheeks, her heart beating loudly.
“Look at me. Look me in the eyes...” the Mistress said, the girl looking at her eyes, brown irises staring at each other.
“Why?” the Mistress said after a long silence, the girl blushing even more.
“I… I like you.”