Wake up。。。
Ch. 1
1.)
The room was stale and deathly silent. Matts tossed and turned in her bed, every turn causing pain, images flashing in her brain. For a moment she was calm, her mind clear, until a voice, sweet and soft whispered, a soft cry into the young Dutchess’ ear,
“Wake up…wake up…something is very wrong! I can feel it…” the mysterious child-like voice calls out to her sleeping form.
The voice continues its relentless pursuit, “wake up, wake up, wake up, NOW!” With one final cry Matts jolts up drenched in panicked sweat. She sits on her bed for a moment trying to comprehend if that was a dream or reality?
As she took her face from her hand, the light pierced through the room embracing her pale olive skin, and lighting up her freckled features, gleaming brightly in her emerald green eyes.
“AH!” She yelped, closing her eyes shut.
Slowly opening her eyes, adjusting to the light, she felt a shiver go down her spine. It was expected because of the cold Munich mornings especially in January, but this was not any type of cold wind brushing against her back. It felt as though someone had run their finger down her spine.
“Roman!”
She yelled. At this time, her butler and best friend Roman, was to be by her side. While her nursemaid Ida prepared her clothes and bath for the day.
He was to read the daily news of the outside world and serve her favorite, Schwarztee, with her breakfast. While making fun banter and discussing her dreams. And when all was done she was to practice standing and at least taking one or two steps, without anybody’s help.
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