Heber. Sir Heber, if I might add. He was royalty. I didn’t know we had royalty staying with us. But then again, I didn’t know a lot about my own house. This must have been my mom’s idea to have more of an income. I rolled my eyes as I got up and started walking away. Vincent, still apologizing to Heber, had to do a double take of me walking away before he decided to follow. “I do hope you know that you could’ve caused a war with Keenan. Thousands of people could’ve been dead now because of you.” I tried to act surprised and offended, but it wasn’t doing me any justice. He just seemed bored. “I’ll have you know, you said nothing to me about coming to the common room. Actually, you left without saying a word to me. It’s not my fault you unlocked
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“I could do without your side comments for now. We have important business to discuss and we don’t have much time, it’s already almost noon!” Another maid entered the room, pushing a cart full of sandwiches and other delicacies which were making my mouth water. Longingly, I reached my hand out in fake desperation, but it was swatted away with annoyance by my mom’s used-to-be-advisor. Shocked, I froze. She should be dead, but she wasn’t. She was sitting right beside me. How had I missed her when I walked in? I withdrew my hand and chose to sit as far away as I could from her. It was just a dream though, it could’ve been wrong, but my dreams are never wrong. I eyed her through our whole conversation. “Now,” she said, “Because you are turning 18, you will legally become an adult and own this house along with everyone and everything in it.” I chuckled to myself, as if that’s not the way it’s been for the past two years? Maybe that’s why the kept be locked up for so long. Things might have become different if they let me have my freedom. If they didn’t give it to me, why should I give it to them? They misjudged …show more content…
Did you guys just think you were free for that amount of time? Or has that thought always been at the back of your brain, but you decided to ignore it. Did you ever think about the consequences? I know I have, but not for me, for you.” Everyone’s mouth was agape; they didn’t know what to say. They didn’t know what to say because every single word I had spoken was true. Some had the look of disgust across their face, others were fearful for their lives. Only one remained neutral. Her. “I don’t appreciate your attitude young lady and neither would your mother.” “Do you really think I care what my mother would’ve thought? She’s d-” “Dead. We know.” She waved the conversation away, literally, and that’s when I saw it. It’s smaller than I remember, but still big enough you could see it if you knew what to look for. Her wrist was adorned with a single circle. She was one of them. I immediately jumped up. Vincent, seeming surprised, jumped up alongside me and asked if I needed anything. He put his arm on my shoulder, in a comforting manner, but it didn’t help. I nervously checked his wrist and breathed a sigh of relief he was unmarked. I excused myself and fled out the door. I searched for a way out. We were on the first floor. I
“I could do without your side comments for now. We have important business to discuss and we don’t have much time, it’s already almost noon!” Another maid entered the room, pushing a cart full of sandwiches and other delicacies which were making my mouth water. Longingly, I reached my hand out in fake desperation, but it was swatted away with annoyance by my mom’s used-to-be-advisor. Shocked, I froze. She should be dead, but she wasn’t. She was sitting right beside me. How had I missed her when I walked in? I withdrew my hand and chose to sit as far away as I could from her. It was just a dream though, it could’ve been wrong, but my dreams are never wrong. I eyed her through our whole conversation. “Now,” she said, “Because you are turning 18, you will legally become an adult and own this house along with everyone and everything in it.” I chuckled to myself, as if that’s not the way it’s been for the past two years? Maybe that’s why the kept be locked up for so long. Things might have become different if they let me have my freedom. If they didn’t give it to me, why should I give it to them? They misjudged …show more content…
Did you guys just think you were free for that amount of time? Or has that thought always been at the back of your brain, but you decided to ignore it. Did you ever think about the consequences? I know I have, but not for me, for you.” Everyone’s mouth was agape; they didn’t know what to say. They didn’t know what to say because every single word I had spoken was true. Some had the look of disgust across their face, others were fearful for their lives. Only one remained neutral. Her. “I don’t appreciate your attitude young lady and neither would your mother.” “Do you really think I care what my mother would’ve thought? She’s d-” “Dead. We know.” She waved the conversation away, literally, and that’s when I saw it. It’s smaller than I remember, but still big enough you could see it if you knew what to look for. Her wrist was adorned with a single circle. She was one of them. I immediately jumped up. Vincent, seeming surprised, jumped up alongside me and asked if I needed anything. He put his arm on my shoulder, in a comforting manner, but it didn’t help. I nervously checked his wrist and breathed a sigh of relief he was unmarked. I excused myself and fled out the door. I searched for a way out. We were on the first floor. I