I've just opened my eyes. The moonlight breaks through a small window on the wall, painting the room with a thin but visible blue.
"W-Was that...a dream? Yeah, a giant eye, a place in endless darkness, and a green light enveloping me...stuff like that could only be happening in a dream." I said to myself.
I am looking at everything around me, but it doesn't ring a bell. I can't recognize anything in here.
"Where am I?" I said, after what I realized some terrible facts. My head's killing me. I have a terrible headache that makes me feel dizzy. And the other unpleasant new is that my body feels heavy, as if there was something over me restricting my movements.
I am on a freezing floor made of stone, in a room where the coldness of the air is abundant, this two factors produce the most deductible of all things: I am shivering.
The only one piece of clothing that I possess is a white dress, which covers most of my legs and just a little of my arms from below my shoulders. It brings a small sensation of warmth to my body, meanwhile my feet are trembling because of me being barefoot.
The cherry on top of this list of disgraces is that I am really hungry, so hungry, that it makes me think that I may have not eaten anything for at least one day.
Even though I don't feel so good, I've tried to look around me again, wishing to recall where am I. But it isn't easy, because I can almost see nothing, which is more than what there is in this tiny room.
The mossy walls and ceiling are both made of stone just like this cold and lonely floor where I am now sitting on.
There is a small window with iron bars on the wall at my left, which lets an small amount of light come in to this place.
The one at my right is just a plain dirty and mossy stone wall.
The closed wooden door in the wall on front of me makes the final detail for the complexity of this place. It has no window, and looks like it is clean, making a pair with my apparently undirty dress.
There is nothing else to look at, an empty room with me and the moss as residents.
I've attempted to recall why I was in what seemed to be a cell, but then a simple but startling fact came to me: I couldn't remember anything at all.
My mind is blank, unable to think of past experiences of any kind. No matter how much I try, I simply can't picture none.
I have a lot of questions, such as: "What am I doing in here?", "Why do I feel so exhausted?", "Why I can't remember anything?".
My mind is blank, unable to think of past experiences of any kind. No matter how much I try, I simply can't picture none.
I am now finished with failing to remember. The reason of why am I in this tiny and solitary place; why am I wearing a white dress, and why I can't even though of what is my name, are yet to be discovered.
It is time to make use of that petite fenêtre and try to see something from outside.
I am desiring to stand up, but it is useless, I am unable to move much due to my body's tiredness. I will leave standing up for later...
Several minutes have passed in here, just for the headche's pain to be aceptable. I am now capable of thinking clearly and without complications.
"It is finally go-" I was saying, but repent murmurs from the other side of the door interrupted my speech. I got quite tense about it.
I seem to be imprisoned, so, they must be cell guards. What coul they possible wish to do? Could it be that they want to feed me? No, it can't be. I am starving, so feeding clearly is out of consideration.
I can hear two voices outside, arguing about something that I can't quite get right. The sound of keys being tossed is heard, they are going ot open the door.
Abruptly, there is silence. The sound of a lock being opened resonates in the cell.
An intense light starts to illuminate the room more and more as the door opens. Whatever happens next, I am ready, for I don't feel worried nor fearful.
Two guards are going in, one is porting a candle and a grey blanket, and the other is holding a plate with what looks like meat and smashed potatoes.
Both of them are wearing a silver plated armor. They have black badges in the left side of their chestplates, and a sword on their sides.
One is at the front of it, and the other is standing on the door frame. The one in front is looking at me with a face of what looks like amusement and joy. As tears have started to run down of his face, he smiles at me.
A black gentleman, with hair long enough to reach his shoulders
"Oh, dear lord! I-I cannot believe it...! You are alive...! Renesse!" He said, while smiling, with a tone thay expressed relief and happiness.
'Renesse'? Is that my name? And of course I am alive, am I not? Why wouldn't I be? Did something happened to me which made this guy think that I was dead? Did we know each other? Is that why he is crying? All of this questions just ran through my mind in a second, fulling my memoryless mind with a inner crisis.
"Who are you? What am I doing in here?" I said, with hope of his answers to help me out.
His expression has changed dramatically to one of discomfort. Judging by his face, what I asked made him feel worried.
"..." He remained silent. The silence is awkward, and the more seconds passes, the more anxious that I feel.
"Answer me!" I demanded, frustrated for not having a response.
"Y-You can't remember me...my lady?" He asked, with a face that expresses sadness.
Why did he just call me "lady"? Am I something like, a noble?
"No, I can't, and no matter how much I try to, I also can't remember a single thing about myself!" I exclaimed, answering his question and explaining my current situation.
He sighed profusely. Surrendered by what I stated. He is now staring at me with soulless eyes, really affected by my statement.
"Enough Thomas, please give her what we brought for her." Said the second guard, now entering this cell, while showing a notable repressed sadness, with a stare that exposes his pain.
Who I believe is named Thomas, is colocating the candle which he brought, 2 meters to my right, on the floor. It makes to see more easy. He also reaches his arm to hand me the blanket, which is really soft and thick.
I've just putted the blanket around me, covering from the coldness in here, and the sensation of comfort that invaded me, is quite likable.
The second guard, who is apparently in a higher command position, is putting the plate on the floor, and provides me of untensils.
"The Madam ordered us to provide you of this. I'm sorry lady Renesse, I know that it isn't the best in here, but we made everything we could to bring you at least a warm meal." He said, after what he sitted on my left.
Madam? Who is she? Why did she command this two to give me these things? What is the purpose? These doubts ran through my mind in the middle of the conversation, but I have to reply to his negativity first.
"I am most grateful for the food, I was starving and thinking about when will I eat just moments before you two came in." I said, attempting to be polite for the favor they have done to me.
"Ha ha ha...by your pale and apathetic face, you must be really pissed off...aren't you? I am deeply sorry, my lady." He said, looking even sadder than before.
I am confused, why did he said that? Did my face express angriness? But I was only being grateful for the food...this misunderstanding could be dire, I need to clarify it.
"Don't be sorry...I am really satisfied with this meal. And the blanket that your companion gave me is helping me a lot with to feel more warm." I said, wishing for him to not misinterpret my words.
"I am happy that it is helpful, my lady!" Said the first guard, now regaining a child-like face of happiness, irradiating sunshines and rainbows with his teeth.
His black straight hair and dark skin make quite the pair, a handsome young man that possess a nice personality. He is now getting closer.
"Then, if everything is okay, let's start! You said you couldn't remember my name, well then, first goes first, my name is Thomas, my lady." He said, smiling ear to ear, having an even happier expression, if that is possible.
"Alright Thomas, nice to meet you." I said, after what I extended my hand to him, to shake hands.
"No, I can't!" He said, after what he took his hand away.
"A knight can't shake hands with a lady, that's inappropriate!" He said, looking quite serious about his negativity against touching hands.
"Even so, nice to meet you again, lady Renesse!" He said while smiling ear to ear. Such emotional and charismatic boy, it is helping with the stress I was just minutes ago.
"I suppose it is now my turn. Salutations my lady, my name is Gerard. I am in charge the security of this mansion, I fulfill the rol of commander, giving orders to boys such as this dummy here." Said Gerard, after what he pointed towards Thomas.
A really serious superior and the silly senior, what a combination it is.
Gerard is a tall white man, with a black frondy beard, and a fine haircut, with a medium length all over his head. He has a scar on his left cheek, maybe of a combat he dueled and won.
"I must confess my lady, that after what happened yesterday, all of us whom where in the duty of bringing you back, where incapable of stop crying..." Said Gerard, now gaining a deep sad look in his eyes.
"Me and and another guard, were the ones that bridged you down...all of us who were searching for you, were speechless all the way to here." Said
"I won't judge you lady Renesse, after all the calamities that you had to endure...that decision is comprehensible. I just wanted to tell you that if you need anything, you can call us anytime that you need anything. We'are here to serve you, and if you need help..." Said the Thomas. He is now looking sad beacuse of what "happened yesterday", apparently.
He took out of his bag a leather mug, and extended his arm reaching it to me.
"H-Here! I almost forgot about this, I am sorry! Drink this water if you are thirsty, my lady" He said.
"Yeah, just say our names and we will be here in an instant." Said the second with a smile on his face.
"Also, Thomas, HOW COULD YOU FORGET TO GIVE THE LADY THE WATER?!" Exclaimed Gerard, with what seemed like an angry tone and face.
"It is not a big deal..." I said, after what I maintained my mouth shout.
I have finished the delicious meal, and now I am no longer suffering from hunger. The headche is gone, making the whole situation of me and my body, less stressful.
The soreness isn't as severe as before, but I still have complications when moving.
I feel a simple sensation of tranquility, nothing is bothering me much, so I could say that I am okay.
.
And as time passes by, I start to feel quite tired, and my eyes are closing on their own.
It is difficult to maintain my eyelidsopen, and I can feel my consciousness leave my body as I start to fall asleep...