Nadine
Another mystic day
I didn't die after all.
The heavy door to the hole room I was kept opened, an elderly woman entered, accompanied by two other maids. The elderly woman: a maid I presume, she was wearing the same uniform with the other maids. She was petite, with a round face and a fearful eyes.
One of the other maids carried a bundle of white silk and lace dress. It was a ceremonial dress fit for a Luna.
“Hello my Lady, it's time to prepare you for the ceremony.” She said softly, setting the dress on the bed.
My lips curled in disgust at the mention of that name my lady. Any young girl of my age would jump at the offer of being called Luna or my Lady. It is a thing to be happy about but it's unfortunate that I am not.
Ever since I heard that voice, I've felt a kind of stre
