Chapter 3

I've been asleep for a while, now i'm waking up in the middle of the night, It feels cold the fireplace is way far away from my bed so i come over it with my blanket around me. I'm alone in this big room, which makes me wonder, How my family able to achieve this gothic type of home, Did my mom ever lived in this house too? Is this her bedroom to? When that word comes to my mind i wondered again if this room might really be her old room before, i started to look for things that's identical to what my mother is a type of person. Then, i saw this hidden box behind a vase with a yellow flower in it, It was dusty it's small that my iphone 6plus can almost fit in, I tried opening it, But i have a bad feeling on doing so, But uncertainties aside, I'd better figure out some interesting things than doing nothing.

(creeks)

(coughed)

It was indeed dusty inside and out, I'm finally able to open it, But what i saw was kinda disappointing, It was just a peace of paper with no writing at all, But the paper is thick which i believe is made out of high quality materials, It was fold perfectly. I didn't see anything wrong with the paper at all, just a normal old paper, old generations usually use.

"I'd better get back to bed now."

I stored the paper from where it came from, I don't want Lala to see me touching around things I'm not permitted to.

I lost of thought and became tired after heating myself up for a minute.

In the morning

"Goodmorning Dear!"

"Goodmorning Lala, I told you to call me leta, Have you forget?"

"Oh no, i didn't but i like to call you dear more than leta, i hope you understand lala..."

I will now finally have the courage to ask her that..

"Lala?, Can we talk more comfortable than being so polite with each other?, it feels awkward tho."

"Oh, Sorry i didn't know you were having trouble getting along with how i talk to you. But sure if my dear would ask, why should i say no?"

"Thankyouu Lala!"

I'm done eating with lala in the dinning hall, now i have the time to explore this huge mansion.

The walls were definitely made of high quality rocks, These walls looks so old, that i almost believed it should already be on a documentary video, It sounds sus but yes, I'm just telling the truth. The chandeliers are beautiful too, The stairs quite looks stiff because of the emptiness of the hall, Just red carpet, paintings and Vases with flowers on it are the only things you can see in a pathway. Strange, It now feels like a doomed castle. It feels fun running around the errand not until the maids noticed me cheerfully running around and said..

"My lady, you shouldn't be running around like that, Madam won't like it."

"Madam?"

"I meant to say your lala."

"Oh, HAHA sorry im kind of confused of how you actually call her, i probably forgot about it, I'm sorry for causing you trouble, but is it really inappropriate to run around in this place?

"Yes, M'lady, We were told it is highly restricted, especially here."

"You mean here?, In this ballroom?"

"Yes, M'lady"

"Can i ask why?"

"I shouldn't told you anything but im worried you might end up confusing yourself and think over wrong things. Originally, this place here (ballroom) is very special to your family, from your lala and to her children. This is where they fought for their home. That's all i can say for now M'lady, I shouldn't be crossing the line, I've been here for decades and i don't want to loose my job because of speaking too much."

" But? - - - - What do you mean fought??... "

" Save you questions for next time, M'lady, I'll escort you to your room"

Did i just become some duchess right now? That I'd need some escort back to my room?,Is this how rich people live?

I'm totally out of my mind right now, i can't think any thoughts of my family fought for their home, Did someone tried to take this home away to them? Why would they? And why would it happen into a ballroom?

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