The next morning, Mikael found himself stirring slightly under the sheets of his plush, comfortable new bed. As morning light crept into his room and hovered over his blonde lashes, the boy woke to a high ceiling - with pale blue and white walls surrounding him. It was so big in comparison to the little cell he lived in before coming here.
For a moment, Mikael was startled by his unfamiliar surroundings, before it occurred to him.
(That's right... This is the Cherlianns manor.) He sighed softly, running a small hand through his hair. (Even though it's been almost two weeks, I still can't get used to it...)
"Ah, you're awake, Your Highness?" A familiar voice suddenly resounded from beside him, and Mikael gasped at the sight of a peculiar little girl laying on the bed on his right.
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