My Vow to be His

The Market pt 1

After staying up late that night cursing Lord Valentine, I awoke that morning to someone clearing their throat,

    "Ma'Lady it's time for the morning meal to be served, the master said to let you sleep in so I gave you an extra hour. He requests that you join him on the veranda near the rose garden."

    "Dark…"

    "Its Vark Ma'Lady, head butler of Oswald Manor."

    "Oh, well Vark, what time is it?

    "It's a half pass 6 Ma'Lady."

Its official Lord Valentine truly has lost his mind; breakfast shouldn't be served at least until 10, what kind of torture is this? "That's just my luck to be kidnapped by an early riser." This time Yuri spoke,

    "My Lady you judge him unfairly my Master did not Kidnap you he…" Before she could finish Vark harshly cut her off.

    "Yurieta!... It's not nice to gossip behind your Master's back." Speak of the devil, and he is sure to appear  for in walked the high and mighty young Lord himself.

    "Forgive me Master."

    "Let the lady think what she will, maybe it is better she see me as her abductor, I've heard strong feelings can come from such a relationship, besides, that would be superior to her current reality." His eyes moved across me with an intensity unlike any I had ever felt before.

 That didn't exactly make me feel better, I mean what could be worse than thinking he was a kidnapper? I guess the possibility that I'm in another world could be counted.

    "You will have to dine alone this morning Roselyn, there is urgent business I need to attend to, but in the future, if you see fit to do so, please grace my table with your presence. There would be nothing more appetizing." He revealed a roguish grin as he eyed me with a hunger that was definitely not for food. Swift as the wind he was in front of me and before I could even react he had my hand held snugly in his own. I was caught completely of guard and froze, then as he pulled it closer to his lips, the feather like sensation that I felt caused me to pull away as if scorched by fire.

    "I'll take your offer into consideration." I'll take your offer into consideration? Now he's got me talking all proper like. Hesitating he bowed and started toward the door."You never did tell me how you know who I am." He grinned, though his eyes held a sort of sadness I couldn't understand.

    "But wouldn't it make you think of me more if I didn't?" And with that he left the room.

    "That man! He's just so…" I can't believe I let him kiss my hand. What has gotten into me? Vark set my breakfast in the dining area of the room before turning to address me.

    "When you are finished, Yurieta will dress you and accompany you to the market, the Master feels you should have some fresh air today, but to avoid a repeat of yesterday please don't forget your pendant today Ma'Lady. Whether you know it or not, it could be the difference between life and death for you one day."

    Life and death? "What does that mean?" With a cautionary stare he bowed and left the room in silence and me feeling uneasy. I took the pendant's box off of the dresser next to the bed; inside I found something far more beautiful then I had first imagined. With a chain of gold, the pendant was unlike any I had ever seen; it had a soft glow with what seemed like five stars circling a hawk like dagger, with the chest of a three bladed shuriken. It had two arrows with silver and purple feathers tumbling one on top of the other, from the center of each arrow. There was also two green emeralds resting on the point of both arrow heads and at the center of it all was two moons; a silver crescent and black new moon, creating a circle in the middle of the shuriken. I looked up right as Yuri opened the door to what looked like another room, which turned out to be...

    "That's a closet!?"

    "Are you not pleased with it My Lady? Do you wish for a larger one?

    "There are larger ones!? This one is as big as the room itself already. And Yuri, you can just call me Roselyn or better yet Rose, all my friends do."

    "I could not! It just wouldn't be proper; I am only a lowly maid." The blush across her fair skin was far too beautiful to ignore.

    "Please have mercy on me, its far too embarrassing to have someone as gorgeous as you calling me My lady. Especially when I'm the farthest from a lady as they come. As my friend I want you to call me Rose." Using the best puppy dog eye's I could muster I pleaded with Yuri for some time.

    "My Lady please, I will call you by your name, I can do no more." She was taking this Lady/Servant thing too far. "Lady Roselyn"

    "Just Roselyn Yuri what's so hard about that?"

    "Lady Roselyn, please I can do no less for fear of being punished, there are rules."Seeing her so flustered was pretty cute but I guess it's OK for now. After finishing breakfast Yuri had the other servants take the tray away while even more servants set out clothes for me to choose. The line of servants and dresses seemed to go on forever. How many people live in this place?

    "Do they all work for you Yuri?"A shocked amused look swept across her face.

    "Of course not, all of the servants on this floor were placed here to take charge of your care; I am merely the head maid and your personal maid. So which one would you like to wear today My…Lady Roselyn?" Looking across what had been prepared for me I shuddered. I swear the master of this house has something wrong with him, who would ever want to wear any of these? I'm not a doll or 10 years old for goodness sake.

    "Mmmh, is there nothing else, nothing a bit simpler, less frill and well - just less? Like a pair of jeans maybe?"

    "What are jeans exactly Lady Roselyn?"The confused look on her face was giving me headache all over again. I'm starting to at least consider this being another country.

       "You know there blue and you put your legs in them."

    "If that is what you desire I will send someone to buy some immediately." This is becoming more complicated than it needs to be.

    "Never mind I'll just wear that one, I don't really like wearing dresses but if I have to, that one is the best one I've seen." It was like I had said something outlandish the way everyone was staring at me.

    "That's a servant's dress Lady Roselyn; it must have gotten mixed in, that was a mistake on my part. Take it away immediately!" As a servant rushed to take it away, I stopped her.

    "Wait! It's perfect I want to wear this one; I would only feel ridiculous in those other dresses. Please, let me wear that one, Please Yuri!" Reluctantly and with a lot of persuasion on my part, Yuri allowed me to wear the dress of my choosing, and then off to the market we went. When we got outside there was a carriage waiting for us, I felt a little disappointed since I thought I would finally be able to ride in a limousine "I didn't know people still rode in carriages drawn by horses. Why didn't we just take a car?"

    "I'm not quite sure what a car is Lady Roselyn, but to travel in a carriage is something some go their whole lives without doing. Only royalty and the higher class citizens are allowed such luxurious travel." The way she said it, it seemed like something to boast about. I figured since we were by ourselves maybe Yuri would tell me where this place really was.

    "I probably should have asked this sooner but where are we exactly?"

    "On our way to the market, but if you wish to go home we…"She wasn't quite getting it

    "No, not that I mean what country?" Seeming a bit taken aback Yuri told to me.

    "Untaes, Lady Roselyn." Untaes?Untaes? was there such a place? Maybe its a small country near Europe.

    "I guess I missed that geographical class." With a slight giggle Yuri shook her head.

    "Of course you wouldn't have learned of Untaes in your worlds schools, because to your world Untaes does not exist. I thought the Master already explained this to you. The truth behind your true origins is known only to Master Valentine and Vark and I, the master was very adamant about our keeping it secret, but I see no harm in telling you." Now things were starting to make less sense than they did before.