Behind the Castle's Door [COMPLETED]

Eleventh Door

"Are you kidding me?!" She scoffed.

The closet door was a secret entrance towards the dressing room of Alcina, which she followed inside.

"Lady Dimitrescu." She called.

Alcina didn't even turned around as she called. The woman was rummaging through the walk-in closet looking for a dress to wear. She rolled her eyes and followed Alcina as she searched for a dress.

"Lady Dimitrescu." She called again.

She grumbled in frustration as the woman ignored her once again. She pinched the bridge of her nose and squeezed her eyes shut, all she wanted to do was talk to her and explain why she was in her chambers instead of being in the basement or in the cellar. But since Alcina is ignoring her she might have a hard time.

"Lady Dimitrescu," she called in a loud voice.

Just like what happened earlier the woman still ignored her. She gritted her teeth in annoyance and clenched her fists. She's had enough of whatever Alcina is up to, since she's going to be punished for lying she might as well make the most of it. Clementine took a deep breath and readied herself. If this doesn't catch the woman's attention, she doesn't know what to do next.

"Alcina!" Clementine yelled.

Alcina spun around, letting go of the dress she was clutching. Her face had an unfathomable expression on it. Clementine was approached by the woman who took a few steps forward.

"What exactly did you call me?" She inquired, her voice firm and authoritative.

As Alcina neared Clementine, she took a step back. "I-I u-um..." she said, stuttering due to her nervousness.

She swallowed as she took another step backwards until she finally hit the wall. She can hear her heart hammering inside her chest as Alcina approaches her.

"What did you called me?" Alcina bowed her knees slightly, her face level with Clementine's.

The woman grinned after taking a deep breath. "Alcina." She said trying to be fearless.

Alcina drew her face away from Clementine's with a curled smile. She moved away and sat on the Cleopatra chair in the dressing room's middle. Clementine was perplexed as she looked at the tall lady.

"You wanted to have a conversation? Take a seat and i'll explain everything." Alcina said patting the seat.

Clementine walked over the seat and sat beside Alcina. She looked at the woman beside her and pursed her lips when she realized that she interrupted Alcina getting dressed.

"I think you should put clothes on first." She suggested.

Alcina cocked her head and crossed her legs, her elbow resting on her knee and her jaw resting on her hand.

"What if I don't want to?" She said with a cheeky grin.

"What do you mean you don't want to?" She rolled her eyes. "You'll get a cold if you don't. Please get dressed." Concerned laced on her tone.

"Okay mother," Alcina quipped as she stood up.

She walked into the changing area to retrieve the dress that had fallen from her grasp earlier. Clementine waited patiently for Alcina to complete getting ready, and the woman emerged from the changing room wearing her typical white dress that she always wears. She took her hat from one of the cabinets and sat down beside Clementine while fixing it on her head.

"Ask anything you wish." Alcina stated.

"Well..." Clementine tapped her chin with her index finger. "What exactly am I doing in your room? You did say I'd be punished, didn't you? Why am I here when I should be in the basement or cellar?"