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She heaves deeply chasing her breath, she is running endlessly in a dark alley forest

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She heaves deeply chasing her breath, she is running endlessly in a dark alley forest.


She keeps running and running like she was being chased, being chased by something she doesn't know.

 
"Mom! Where are you!?" "Dad?!" "Brother?!" she pleaded like a lost child "Can somebody hear me?!" she yelled but nothing came to rescue her.

 
She yells and yells, until she runs out of breath, but nothing comes for her. She sobbed in the darkness with no one but herself.

She felt lonely.

She felt cold.

"Your Grace?" she woke up feeling cold upon hearing someone calling her, she is still a little bit drawn to the darkness, vaguely can see what surrounds her.

And slowly her eyes focus on a familiar ceiling of the room she grew up in, all of her life.

Home

She heard someone walking on the carpeted floor outside her door as soon she sat up from her bed and ignited the chimney seconds after her eyes completely focused, and ordered them to come forth.

"Come in,"

"Good morning Your Grace," she heard her butler—Chaeyoung say with a smile on her face.

She watched the maids bringing some clothes to her interconnected dressing room, before she turn her head to her butler.

"Good morning Chae..." she paused and said "Let's Drop the formality," she ordered and Chaeyoung smiled.

"Today is your big day Lisa", Chaeyoung watched her yawned.

 
Lisa and Chaeyoung have been best friends since five, they spent almost their entire life together and growing up with the twin royal.

Chaeyoung is the second daughter of Marquis Trian and a blood oathed right arm of Lisa. She swore an oath of blood to her when she was 18 and ever since then, she has been living in Lisa's mansion.

She became her butler, not because of their superiority in title and rank but because she vowed her life to help her.

And now that they're 25 years old, everything will change.

A smirk flashed on Lisa's lips as she said "yeah right," sarcastically. Chaeyoung rolled her eyes at her sarcasm.

"Oh come on, you trained so hard for this, no one ever come this far except you," she persuaded her, while she handed her a cup of earl grey tea.

"Don't get me wrong," "The power and responsibilities of Iremia isn't what I'm worried about," she frowned before she took a sip of her tea.

 
She heard Chaeyoung softly giggled.

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