ℂhapter 2

A Piece Of My Memory

A bright light. I see it...i'm reaching towards it. I stretch my arm out, pointing my hand toward the light. It's a dark room, in fact, I am laying in a dark surrounding...the only white I see is that light.

My body appears to be stiff. I can't move a single muscle accept for this arm.

What caused me to be in this situation?...I can't remember anything before leading up to this moment...before opening my eyes.

I begin to hear a sudden soft voice...is it coming from inside of my head?...or behind that light.

The voice is speaking in whispers. I can not understand the words but it's getting louder.

I reach further for the light as the voice becomes multiple as well as a burden to my ears. It rings through my ear as soon as I reach the gleam & my eyes shoot wide open.

"AAAHHH!" I scream in the most loudest screech known to mankind as I lift my body up, forward.

My heart begins to beat fast as I try to calm down from the panic I had just faced. I press my hand against my chest so I can feel my heart beat as it thumps rapidly.

Why does my clothing feel...itchy? I look down & notice that i'm wearing a laced cotton night gown. It looks so fancy to even be sleeping in & it's so pink.

I look up at my surroundings & notice that everything else is pink too. The dressers, the walls, the window borders. Even the bed that I am laying in is pink with each layer of the silk bed sheets that are a mix between pink & red.

The room is full of pictures that I appear to be in with people I don't recgonize.

Why don't I remember a single thing?...did I hit my head somewhere?

I rub my forehead smoothly just in case I feel any pain of symptoms that would be caused from hitting it anywhere but suprisingly, it feels pretty normal.

The large doors suddenly spring open, followed by an elegantly dressed lady behind it.

"Madam Kireina!" she yells in horror. "I heard a scream, are you alright?"

Who could she be? and why can I not remember her face? I'm in a pink night gown, in a pink room. This seems so weird to me, I feel that I do not belong in this setting but this feels too real. I'm convinced that this is all a dream. I would wake up sometime soon & all of my memories will be flooding back...but then again, the aspect is too realistic to have it be some sort of dream.

The lady rushes over & feels my forehead in quick speed. "Are you sick?!" she asks, clearly showing how worried she is. "We can call Doctor Dumieres if you're not feeling well!"

I move her hand gently away from my forehead. "I'm fine" I tell her, not coming up with an excuse as to why I screamed in the first place.

I look her up and down when she finally calms down. To think that I would remember a lady dressed this fancy in the morning. She's wearing a large net for a dress & a huge sun hat that almost covers the entire left side of her face.

"You mustn't move even with the slightest bit of a cold!" she warns me, leaning me back against the bed. "Let me get Dr. Dumieres on the telephone right now!"

She talks with such fancy words, like they're coming out from the 1800s. She dresses from that era as well.

"I told you i'm fine!" I assure the lady, sitting back up on this lumpy bed. She's awfully worried about me when all I did was scream myself awake.

"Madam Kireina! You musn't pretend that you're okay! I am your supervisor...I will do everything in my power to protect you!" She argues, whispering the last words whereas she continues to say softly "It's what I promised your parents".

My parents? what does she mean by that?...are they no longer of this world?

I really wish I had at least some part of memory attached with me because I cannot understand this weirdly situation without the confusion of every word that comes out of her mouth.

"You said...supervisor..." I confirm. "What do you mean by that?".

By the look on her face, I feel as though I have disappointed her. She places her hand on her face with a troubled expression. "Madam...are you really that ill?"

She takes a seat on the bed in front of me, she would have fainted from the shock of my words if she hadn't. Did I really say something wrong?...I just asked what she meant by supervisor.

"Madam Reina...I have been in charge of taking care of you since you were only two years old!" she tells me with such bothered eyes. "Have you somehow forgotten that in your sleep?"

If only she knew...

"Nurse Freya!" the lady calls out & I begin to hear footsteps, followed by a woman, coming rushing into the room. "Please have a checkup on Kireina before she begins her daily dose of hard work!"

"Right on it" she replies & what I see behind her, is a cart full of first aid kits & medicine. She strolls it in right next to me.

"And Maiden Anya!" she calls out once again as the women rushes in next.

"Read the list of the tasks that Madam Kireina is supposed to finish by today!"

Wait tasks?...

I am even more confused now than I was before. What tasks am I to do?...and why are these three ladies treating me like i'm a mere helpless child?

"Hold still!" nurse Freya asks of me & I try my best to stay in this fatal position.

She puts a towel warmer over my forehead & helps me to lay my head back on the pillow. As she is doing that, the lady called by the name "Anya" reads a list of my "tasks" as they may call it.

"At noon, you have fencing practice with Butler Lucius."

"This evening, you have a dress fitting with designer Aimi."

"And...at 9pm sharp, you will be meeting with King Cyngus's daughter, Rias to discuss the royal banquet." She folds the piece of paper that had the tasks written on it & looks up at me with a serious face. "And that is all for today!"

She has such a robot voice compared to my "supervisor".

My face is still in shock after she read those tasks.

Did she say King? & Royal Banquet?

Who the hell am I to be involved in these fancy things.

She also mentioned so many creative names when telling me the tasks, along with talking about a butler & a designer. I just can't keep up.

"That's it?" My supervisor then proceeds to say. "Looks like your schedule isn't that pact today!"

That wasn't a big enough schedule for her? I will be busy the entire day. What is a normal schedule like for me then?

"Madam Kireina, get dressed & meet Butler Lucius in the usual room" she advises & then nurse Freya informs me that i'm all good to go.

I ask my "supervisor" what her name is without thinking & she looked even more disappointed than when I asked her who she was. I should really just stop being curious.

After 5 minutes of her lecturing me about my health & how "I should get proper sleep", she tells me that her name is "Delia".

I wish I had at least a piece of my memory so I could at least remember that much but I don't even remember going to sleep in this fancy room last night. Maybe tomorrow holds something different. Let me hope.

Before nurse Freya left the room, she put out an outfit for me to wear for when I meet with Rias after all of my tasks are completed. Although, i'm not sure if I approve to be honest. It's almost the same designed dress that Delia was wearing but more fancier. It's yellow with white fabric around the tent of the dress. I feel like i'm getting dressed for a tea party in the olden days. But I must add that it's a more modern design where it's not as big as hers was so I feel that it won't be so bad.

My room connects to a huge bathroom that's more fanatic than anything I could ever imagine.

It comes with a huge shower tube with white outlines all over & about 5 feet next to it, is a sizeable bathtub where there is gold flare curtains above the windows. I can see the outside & it's nice to know that the surface of this mansion is so colourful & full of flowers & grass. It's like a stairway to heaven.

I utmost admire the chandeliers that are dangling all over the cieling, two feet apart from eachother. It's so beautiful.

Near the cabinets, there's pretty white flowers starting from the sink area and making it's way down to the end, behind the tub.

The colouration of the washroom is Rose Gold & white, which I find is a lovely theme to add.

Do I really live like this?...such a luxurious life that I do not remember at all.

The sprinkling hot water coming out of the shower head is so soothing and relaxing that I hope I would at least remember something after the shower but my mind is still the same. Who am I kidding anyway? there's nothing in this water that will make me magically remember everything leading up to this point. This is the real world after all.

When I come back into my room in my towel, I look around in confusion. What do I wear for my practice with Mr. Lucius? where do I even keep my casual clothing?

After about 20 minutes of wasting time & looking around, I find a white body suit in my closet with the word written out in fancy letters "Fencing".

I'm going to take my word for it & say this is what i'm suppose to wear. My first task was to meet this Butler of mine who goes by the name Lucius in the usual room for fencing practice.

Now that I think about it? what is the usual room?...I don't even remember that.

I brush it off & begin putting on the fencing uniform, where it's lose on some parts & tight on other areas. I find it a really weird fitting but I have to just go with it.

When I walk into the hall, the walkway is much larger than anticipated from when I went go take a shower that i'm not sure finding that room will be easy.

As i'm walking, I notice that i'm in a lot of the photographs framed on the wall but I don't even remember posing for them. I'm smiling in pictures where I appear to be next to a couple. They must be my parents that Delia mentioned earlier. How can I not remember them? I'm even smiling in pictures recieving rewards or a candid picture of myself doing combat. Can I really flex like that? It seems doubtful in my current state.

"Am I really this popular?" I ask myself when I see pictures of myself with older luxurious people. I wish I could remember at least one moment.

Each step I take, I see a pathway of doors, all labeled something like "storage room" "tea room" "guest room", etc...how expensive has it got to be to have these extra rooms & why is this hallway so big, I can't find anything here.

I almost give up, catching my breath from all the walking & contemplate on asking one of the nurses or my supervisor for help when I look up & see a door titled "fencing room".

I sigh in relief because I know that I will not find anyone in this large area nearby anyway to even ask for help.

I open the door immediatly & spot a man in a rich black tuxedo, standing in front of the room with his back facing towards the door. He must be the butler that was spoken of earlier.

"Ah, Miss Solace!" he cheers, turning around after hearing the door click. "You're one hour late!"

He seems kind of strict but at the same time, he has a huge smile & appears to be cheerful.

He points his head to the side where a rack is located & it holds different types of helmets & swords. I pick them up at randoms & he tells me how they were wrong choices so he helps me out instead. He didn't even question it at all, considering I have these practices so often.

What he did question, was my posture & skills the entire practice. Apparently, he's been teaching me the same techniques all month but I seem to have forgotten what they were. He kept scolding me for it.

The dress fitting with Aimi wasn't any better. She kept tightening the corset harder than it needs to be, squeezing my insides. It is a brutel pain that I don't think anyone has ever felt before & to make matters worse, she made me try on at least 10 dresses. Now I understand why the dinner that I have with Rias is scheduled around 9 because these two tasks alone took me at least 8 hours. It was already so hard getting out of each dress & putting on another.

Aimi is in the right profession because she knew what she was doing, she has a great sense of style, judging by what she was wearing. Her perfect short black curls matched her personality so well. I especially loved the small red Beret she was wearing over her head. Her outfit alone is nothing compared to the big dresses I was forced to try on though.

Before the dinner, I take another quick shower & put on the nice dress that was layed out for me. I was all sweaty & sticky from just fencing & trying on dresses. That alone got me so exhausted.

"What kind of food do you think the banquet should hold?" Rias asks & I almost zone out.

I really don't know what I should say.

Rias is really pretty, she's got this nice brown hair with a touch of blonde that suits her so well & her dress is velvet & not as big as what I was forced to wear earlier. It reaches her knees & has light pads over the shoulders, creating a flare look, where the top of her dress is. By looking at her, you can definately tell that she's the daughter of a king.

"Um...I don't know...roasted potatos?" I decide & she lets out a little laugh. "Nice joke!".

She really thought I was joking?

She later makes a remark about how that's commoner food & I already feel my eyes getting heavy from our conversation.

I really don't know what sort of answer is to be given with these questions. I'm the wrong person to be discussing this with.

The entire rest of the dinner, I avoided questions so she would answer them herself without drawing to much suspicion that I don't know a single thing she is talking about. Only she could plan a proper banquet with how elegantly she looked.

The dinner that Mr. Lucius prepared was so delicious that by the time i'm back into my room, I pass out on the bed right after changing into a black laced night gown I happened to find in my closet, which is suprising because everything else is pink.

It's been simply one hell of a day & I feel as though tomorrow would be just as hard so I have to get as much as rest as I can get.

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