Rosie's Games

Chapter 233: Waking up in Wugari

"Lucas!" Rosalind sat up straight. Seeing that she was currently in an unknown room, she instantly panicked, her senses on high alert. However, it did not take too long for her to start wincing from the sudden pain that assaulted her body.

For some unknown reason, every joint, every muscle in her body was aching as if a large boulder hit her. She laid back down, her breathing sparse.

"Young Miss?"

A familiar voice almost made her want to get up and look, but her hurting body was too much for her to handle.

"Young Miss! I have missed you!" That familiar sobbing made Rosalind want to get up and pull the woman in her arms. This woman was none other than Milith.

"Ah water, let me get you some water."

Rosalind said nothing. Instead, she closed her eyes and focused on the reason her body was aching. She immediately used her light Blessing to ease her pain. Not long after, the pain gradually subsided. To her surprise, however, the large amount of darkness in her body was no longer there. She could not help but sigh in relief.

However, this opened up a new question. What happened?

Her brows furrowed as she recalled what happened back there. She remembered Lucas kissing her. Unfortunately, her consciousness faded before the kiss ended. All she could think of was his lips against hers, how warm they were, how comforting, and how familiar- too familiar.

Sadly, she could not recall where she felt it before.

She touched her lower lip as the creases between her brows deepened. What happened after the kiss?

"Here Young Miss here"

"Milith you" Rosalind stared at the ordinary-looking woman in front of her.

"Hehe I knew this would surprise you." Milith gave her the glass of water before she removed her skin mask. "General Lytton made sure that no one would recognize me in this place. Ah! First, drink some water. It has been three days since you arrived here."

Rosalind said nothing.

"Where is he?" she asked after she finished the glass of water that Milith handed her.

"Ah, I have not seen His Grace since you arrived. I had been staying in the other palace when they called me, informing me that you had arrived. You were unconscious and were already in bed when I arrived."

"Did you see anyone else with me?"

"There was a woman with a scar on her face, but she left before I had the chance to talk to her. Young Miss, please wait a minute. I will heat the food in the kitchen so you can have something to eat. The physician said there was no problem with your body, but I still have to give you porridge the moment you wake up. Just please give me a few minutes."

Rosalind nodded.

"Ah, Milith?" she called her out before Milith could leave her room. "When you arrived, did you see any marks on my skin?"

"Marks?" Milith frowned. "Well, you look a little blue, but the physician said it was because you had been exposed to the cold for so long. They said there had been an accident on your journey here."

"Alright. Thank you." Rosalind found the strength to get up. Her bare feet landed on the carpeted floor. She then walked towards the fireplace that was located just to the right of her bed, next to it was an oversized chair. Her eyes landed on the stack of books next to the chair. They looked old, with their tattered covers and the yellowish edge of the pages. Turning around, she examined the rest of the room's interior.

On the left side of her bed was another oversized chair that was conveniently placed next to a large window. Again, there were books next to it. This time, however, the books were neatly arranged on top of a wooden coffee table. It looked like a little reading corner.

Even though the blinds on the windows were closed, she was almost certain that the view from that side would be spectacular.

A sigh escaped her lips.

She then opened the large clothes cabinet and could help but lifted her eyebrows at the variety of clothing inside. All of them were clearly made for the weather.

She found a black robe and put it on. She was not exactly surprised when the robe fit her perfectly.

Then she went out of the room.

To her surprise, however, there are no other maids around.

"Hello?" she called out. She expected some knights guarding her door and maybe maids waiting outside. There was none.

"Young Miss?" Milith called out. Rosalind turned to her left and found Milith by the stairs. She was holding a large tray with various foods.

"What is this place?" Rosalind lifted her head and stared at the high ceiling and the glass on the roof that showed her dark, cloudy skies.

"We are in a tower," Milith answered.

"A what?"

"Like a tall place with"

"I know what a tower is, Milith."

"Oh. I I apologize."

"I thought we were in Wugari?" She did not hear of any towers. She thought she would stay in a mansion with the Duke.

"We are in Wugari, but we are not in the main mansion where the Duke is currently staying. We are in one of the towers surrounding it."

"How many towers are there?" Rosalind asked.

"There are five. All of them are surrounding the mansion. I heard that they made the towers for the Duke's wives, but since the Duke never actually had a wife, then the other towers have become towers for guests from other kingdoms," Milith explained. "Young Miss, let us go back for now and I will tell you what I know. First, please have some food, the Duke had very strict orders not to let you starve."

Rosalind complied. She was dying to know what happened in Lonyth, but Milith was right. Food is definitely a priority right now.

As if on cue, her stomach growled. She was starving.

"Alright," Rosalind said as Milith prepared the food on a small bed table, letting her enjoy her meal in the bed. "Tell me everything that has happened since the night that I was taken," Rosalind said.