It only felt like I got 1 second of sleep when Clarita woke me up for breakfast.
I slowly got out of bed and Clarita helped me get dressed, how long had I been here? A week? A month? No. Only a day.
Then I thought a terrible thought, what if the world that I knew was just an illusion? A way for me to keep sane while I was in a coma? My way of growing up while just lying there for years? Then that would mean that everything and everyone I knew growing up was fake...
Hanson wasn't real, my orphanage caretaker wasn't real, and my best friend Kearia wasn't real. My whole life had been a lie. Right when I was about to question everything in my existence Clarita politely coughed to get my attention she said "We don't want to keep his majesty waiting, do we?" then she started pushing me out of the foor for breakfast.
When I saw my father he looked flustered and sleepless "What's wrong father?" I asked him worriedly. "I've been going through your engagement plans Rosemary... I found you a suitable husband. He's from Hetronia, he's handsome, rich, powerful... but boring and a bit ruthless..." my father's voice trailed off as he looked into space.
He already found me a husband? It hadn't even been a day since the party! My father looked at me and chuckled, he said " What? I've known his father forever! He's delighted to be able to have such a talented and beautiful wife!"
I paused to think of a way of putting this but before I could Theodore stabbed his knife into the table a pretty much screamed "I WILL NOT ALLOW IT!" my brothers were trying to calm him down and hold him back when he tried to attack father, he kept repeating "HE'S NOT A GOOD MAN FATHER!! PLEASE DON'T GIVE HER TO HIM!" He was hysterical, he couldn't stop screaming and that's when I saw the two triplets that were holding him back were crying and had pleading eyes, did they know something about this man that I didn't?
I was about to ask when somehow Theodore got loose and started to strangle father! Father was struggling so I tried to get between the two but then Theodore hit me, he stopped chocking father when he realized that he hit me, I was taking a few steps back when he was trying to apologize but I just ran up to my room, hurt that he would ever hit me, even if it was on accident.
I locked myself in my room for the rest of the day. After a few hours of isolation I let Clarita in so that she could give me company, I started to study her appearance. She looked about in her 40s, she was plump and stubby, she had caring brown almost black eyes, she had very pretty brown hair, she had dark skin and a beautiful smile.
I decided to ask about her life and found out that she was 44, had 3 children, 1 girl and 2 boys, her oldest was named Lenard he was 27, her middle child's name was Victoria she was 25, and her youngest was named Gerald he was 13, and she had been married for 28 years. Her favorite hobby was to sew dresses for her 25 year-old daughter.
After hours of talking it was time for bed, we said our goodnights and I fell asleep.