Chapter 2: The Test

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"I don't know who you are," I said sternly. These people seemed as if they already know me, I can already assume that this man with the same black hair and red jewelled eyes is the father of this cute boy. The lady in the corner looks like a servant or maid. She seems to be holding the hands of a young baby girl. The child had the same black, luscious hair that flowed in the air, and wore a beautiful flowy dress. Laced with pearls across the edge. Her crystal, blue tears had stained her dress. I wonder if she's alright. Are they a family?

"Rosalyn? Are you sure you are unable to recognise us?" said the man with an upset and confused glance.

"Rosalyn?" I replied. "Who's that?" It was obvious they were talking to me. I was sure it was. Though it would have become awkward if he wasn't...

"Bring in the physician who tended to the princesses' wounds, at once!" He sounded as if he was about to kill someone...It sent shivers down my spine.

"What?" I tilt my head slightly. "Princess?" I don't understand. He can't be referring to anyone here, right? I wonder what he means. A while later a man dressed in a white doctor's coat ran into the room, along with the maid who had run right after she had been given orders.

"I am here your majesty."

"Conduct a checkup on her, she seems to be unable to remember us, you have told us that there would be no problem or after-effect caused by this incident."  He glared at him, piercing through his eyes. His face said it all. He was shocked and terrified of this guy. I didn't realise before but it seemed to me that he referred to me as a princess.

"Excuse me, sir, were you referring to me as a princess? Could u tell me what's going on?" I said as my curiosity got the best of me.

"You don't know who you are? or where you are?" replied the father.

"Are you even using your brain? Why do you think I would even ask that in the first place?" Frustration began boiling up inside me. Why wasn't he telling me anything at all? Who the hell is he anyway.

"Are you okay? Do you feel ill?" he said, concerned about my well-being.

"Sir I am completely fine, I just feel a little confined. Please just answer my question."

"I will, only after the test takes place," Test? I thought to myself. 

"Go ahead Phil," he said while looking at the old man standing in the corner.

"Wait a minute, hold on!" What's he going to do?! "Please don't!"

The room went silent once again.

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