Chapter 3
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As Celeste closed her eyes waiting for the impact of impact of the fall.
Waiting to die.
She heard wolves howling.
Too close.
Her eyes snapped back open instantly.
But what she saw made her freeze.
She was somewhere else.
A room to be precise.
"But---"
" Different-----"
She didn't know how to put it.
The air felt strange. Heavier.
It gave chills to her body.
The bed beneath her felt nothing like hers.
It didn't even feel like an hospital bed.
It was large, covered in thick fabric that felt rough under her hands.
She looked down at herself.
Her clothes.... were different.
“Was I… cast in a movie?” she whispered in disbelief.
Bringing her hand to her head as she felt a bandage.
She remembered the blood from the crash… but something was wrong.
There was no pain.
Only a dull, distant feeling---as if the injury had already healed.
But the bandage was stained red.
Her breathing grew uneven.
Placing her hand on the head again and giving it a gentle press as she turned looking around the room.
A mirror.
Her eyes locked until it.
Walking slowly to were it was hung.
A scream tore from her throat.
"Ahhhhhhhh-------" screamed Celeste as she saw her reflection.
" Herself?"
"No...,no,no,no...."
Her hands shook as she touched her face as if it could bite.
It felt real.
Too real.
"My lady!"
Screamed two girls as they rushed into the room.
My lady?
Turned Celeste sharply.
"Are you alright my lady" questioned the girl.
Holding her by her shoulders and looking into her eyes.
" Where are we" asked Celeste at the girl and waiting for a hopeful answer.
The question made both girls look t each other for a brief moment then looking back at her.
" What do you mean my lady, you are in your chambers"
She would have probably thought that she was in movie shoot.
But after looking at the mirror she discarded that thought.
" Inform the house that she awake" said the girl who had been standing looking at her with worried eyes.
" You must be so shocked from the fall Odetta, you should sleep some more" said the girl as she led her back towards the bed.
" Your father will be back soon from the palace before he comes see you"
" You'll need your full strength to face him" continued the girl.
Tucking her in the sheets.
" Who am I?"
Asked Odetta with a shocked face still looking around the room.
The question shocked the girl as she shifted her head back.
" Oh--- don't tell me you lost your memories after the fall" muttered the girl as creases formed between her brows.
" You are Odetta Morvayne"
"From the House of Morvayne"
" Duke Alistairr Morvayne's daughter"
Said the girl still with a frown on her face.
You should probably just be joking Odet.
"Your father was displeased enough when he heard that you were attacked after sneaking out.
Now you lost your memories too...."
" I'll speak with the physician for an remedy for this..." muttered the girl in a low tone.
" In the meanwhile have some rest and don't anger your father when he comes" said the girl as she walked out of the room shutting the door behind her.
Immediately she left Celeste immediately jumped up from the bed.
Going towards the mirror once again and looking at her reflection.
" Who are you" she asked.
Expecting no reply.
Turning back she walked towards are door.
Taking in a deep breath preparing herself for anything she was about to see.
Her head first popped out of the door.
There were two men just outside the door in warriors clothing.
" My lady " they both greeted bowing their heads.
Celeste stared at them for a long time making them uncomfortable before staring at the long corridor that stretched before her.
Tall heavy stone pillars decorated with marble.
Chandeliers hung precisely over the ceilings that was decorated with paintings of war and....
She couldn't quite describe it.
" Warewolfs....."
The thought stroke a chord in her memory.
" Odetta....?"
" Odetta..., Odetta...,Odetta" she thought hard.
Then it suddenly dawned on her.
It was the same name she had used for her novel.
The same novel that she had won a wrong prize for and led her here.
It was then she remembered the words of the girl that had earlier left the room.
" You are Odetta Morvayne, from the house of Morvayne.
Daughter if Duke Alistairr Morvayne"
The shock she felt from the sudden realization left her shaking as she held the nearby wall for support.
Using her other hand to hold her head.
" Was she in her own novel"
The guards who stood by the door instantly ran towards her leading her back into the room.
" You should rest my lady" said the first man.
" I'll alert the physician to come check on you"
Said the second man." finally exiting the room.
Leaving her alone again.
She couldn't believe it.
She was inside her own novel.
"How....?"
Was she somehow in coma.
She was probably just in coma and having a very big dream.
Thought Celeste cause there was no other way.
She had created the novel herself.
It was not something to say it was magic because it came from her own imagination.
It was not magic she was just in coma and she was sure she was going to leave this place soon.
She knew the place she had created.
She didn't think she'd last long in this place in this place.
She didn't want to die in a long dream as coma.
Because those believed to be in coma and never woken up were said to have died in their dreams.
Walking towards the window the view gave a vast land that covered far away areas.
She could see alnost everything from where she stood.
Why did it feel so real if it was just a dream.
She could as well make the best time out of it if it was not real.
Smiled Celeste as the thought formed in her head.
"Odetta Morvayne" we just entered a memory of a lifetime.
Smiled Celeste slowly as she looked at the lands.
Women who dragged carts with their children inside as they laughed and played.
While some male merchants who dragged carts with merchandise in them.
The view didn't look so busy but it was serene.
Somehow it gave peace to her troubled soul.
" She was going to survive this place"
Even though she had written this world herself she was still scared.
But looking down at everything right now, it just made her calm a little.
" My lady...."
" His grace has arrived"
Came a voice from outside.
Followed by the opening of the door.
As Celeste turned towards the door she didn't know why but fear ros in her heart.
She knew the man she had created.
He was cruel, fierce and had no care in the world apart from his family's legacy.
As their eyes locked bike rose in Odetta's throat.
He looked deep into eyes as if he wanted to skin her alive.
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