CARLISLE.

　　I sit up in bed and look around me, amazed by the change of scenery. I'm inside a large room twice the size I am used to, and there is so much furniture in the room that I wonder what they are used for. The bed I'm sitting on takes one quarter of the space in the room, and I leisurely rub my hands on it to feel the softness.

　　Even with the comfort I'm feeling, I can't get over the pain in my head and I wince when it starts again. In the few minutes since I woke up, I have been trying to remember how I got to this point. All I recall is being in the penthouse and then the weather became cloudy, but my other thoughts seem to be blocked by something.

　　I sigh and move out of the bed, slowly pacing around the room as I try to arrange my thoughts. I strongly feel like my mind has been tampered with, but there is little I can do except wait for someone to arrive. On instinct, I try the handle of the door but it doesn't budge which means it's locked from outside. Hardly any surprise there, since I'm already used to being enclosed.

　　As my thoughts remain muddled, the door suddenly opens and I watch with curiosity as a maid walks in with a golden tray in her hand. Even though it's the first time I'm seeing her, a wave of familiarity still strikes me and I can't understand why. The young girl smiles at me and moves further into the room to drop what she's carrying at the center table.

　　"Good morning. I apologize for the interruption, but here's a freshly prepared meal, made specially for you," she announces and motions to the table, but I just stand where I am and fold my arms.

　　"Who are you? Why am I here?" I ask in response, feeling uncomfortable with her presence but she just smiles and tilts her face. Her expression reminds me of how cats look when they're about to pounce on their prey and I find myself moving away from her.

　　"You're in the comfort of the wizard kingdom, and you were found unconscious in the woods. The guards brought you here to recover," she explains and I mull over her words for a while before nodding my head.

　　Suddenly, I remember fainting in the woods and seeing some men coming to rescue me, but something still screams at me to look closely. As I try to do so, a pounding sensation starts in my head and I blank out for a moment while the maid moves closer to me and slowly leads me to the bed.

　　With her guidance, I open the tray and begin to eat the food and even though I feel uncomfortable, I can't deny that it tastes nice. I can feel the maid watching me with her somewhat large eyes, but I say nothing and focus on the meal in front of me. With a smile, I remember how the grumble of my stomach woke me up from slumber.

　　My aunt always complained that I ate a lot, and there was no way to keep me still if food was involved. Within minutes, I am done eating and I move out of the bed with a lot of questions burning my tongue. I can't get over the feeling that something is wrong, but there is also a wave of calm washing over me and it makes me feel safe.

　　Can I give you a bath?" The maid suddenly asks and I freeze for a second, before turning to her with wide eyes. No one has ever offered to do that, and it seems odd to let another person bath me. I am capable of doing things by myself, even though certain parts of my body seem dislocated.

　　I shake my head and move towards the window opposite the bed. "No, thank you. I will be fine on my own."

　　Her smile seems to falter a bit as she wrings her hands together in front of her and tilts her head. "Are you sure? You really need a bath, and as the maid...that's what I'm here for."

　　I frown at her and fold my arms in defense, subtly smelling myself as I think of an argument. "What do you mean by that? Am I smelling badly?" I like to think of myself as a clean female, and her statement doesn't sound right to me.

　　However, she shakes her head and raises her hand in defense. "No, that's not what I mean. It's just that you've been unconscious for some days, so it would not hurt to take a bath."

　　I purse my lips at the explanation and after some seconds, I reluctantly nod my head. The maid breaks into a huge grin and claps her hand for a second, before she seems to realize herself as she quietens down and walks into the bathroom. I continue to stand in the room, confused by her actions.

　　Soon, she comes up to meet me still dressed and she frowns slightly as she motions at my clothes. I look down at myself and sigh, fully aware of what she expects from me. The only reason why I'm agreeing to allow her to bathe me is because she's a female too so there would be no awkwardness.

　　I start to remove my clothes, starting with the thigh length skirt I'm wearing. Suddenly, a feeling of anxiousness watches over me when I raise my gaze and see the maid earnestly looking at me. Her eyes are wide and I can see a trace of excitement on her face, though I can't seem to understand why.

　　Ignoring her expression, I finish removing my garments and stand before her naked. Her eyes quickly run over my form before she quietly opens the door and allows me to step through first. I can feel her gaze burning through my skin, and I feel like abandoning the bath. Just then, she comes up in front of me and motions to the bathtub already prepared.

　　She smiles and then helps me get in, after which she begins to lather my body up. As she does so, she begins to talk about the kingdom, giving me random facts about it and I calmly listen. Under the water, I feel the sound in my body wash away and I let out a soft breath. It almost feels like the water is healing me, and I gladly welcome it as I close my eyes.

　　"Are you enjoying the bath?"

　　I slowly open my eyes and smile at her warmly. "Yes, I am. The water is really doing wonders to my skin, and I feel so relieved." I pause as she gets up to scrub my hair and I sigh again. "This feels nice, getting washed by someone else."

　　She nods her head as I close my eyes again and lean back against the tub, patiently waiting for the bath to continue. Her hands leave my hair and begin to rub against the front of my body, and my face breaks into a frown when I feel her hands on my breasts. At first, I do nothing and just feel as she grabs the both of them and continuously slathers soap on them.

　　After some seconds, she moves down to my legs and slowly rubs her hands against my thighs, her fingers occasionally brushing against my wet folds. This causes me to open my eyes and when I glance at her, I realize that her gaze is transfixed on the areas between my legs and I fight the urge to close them. Her actions are very weird and I begin to feel uncomfortable.

　　I am about to speak when she breaks out of her trance and launches into a story about how the kingdom was formed. The words die on my lips and I absently grunt my way through the rest of the bath, thankful that she doesn't try anything funny again. Soon, she announces that she is done and I ask her to pass me a towel which I use to clean my body and step out of the tub.

　　Once again, I feel the maid's eyes on me but when I turn this time, she is busily cleaning the bathtub. Without a word, I move onto the room and quickly change into a robe which I tie tightly around myself. As the seconds tick by, I begin to regret letting her bath me. I can still feel her hands touching me in my most private places, and it makes me feel molested.

　　She comes in and without so much as a blink, motions for me to sit down while she arranges my hair. I think about this for a moment and then swiftly nod, aware that she can't do much with my hair. I also made a decision not to let any female bathe me again.

　　Immediately I sit down, she uses another towel to clean my hair before beginning to massage my scalp. As she does so, she looks at me through the mirror and smiles, "You have really nice hair. So unlike the ones in this kingdom."

　　I know she is just trying to butter me up, so I nod with a small smile and mutter a word of thanks. My mind is still consumed with her earlier behavior but thankfully, she seems to focus her attention on my hair while offering details about herself.

　　"You know, my dad was a wizard while my mom is human so you can say I'm half-bred. I heard you're also like that too, is it true?" She asks just as she finishes with her touches to my hair and focuses her eyes on mine through the mirror.

　　I nod my head and absently touch my hair, a bit unimpressed with the style. It doesn't suit the face shape I have, but I am too eager to be left alone than do anything else so I just smile at her. My thoughts have moved to the man I woke up to see, and there is this desperate need in me to know who he is.

　　I turn my chair to face her and tilt my head. "There was a man here when I woke up...with dark hair and slightly pointed ears. Do you know who he is?" He is quite handsome and since I woke up, his face remained on my mind. I feel like a part of me knows him, but I need to be sure.

　　The maid looks at me with wide eyes for a second before she moves away from me and breaks into a grin. "Yes, I know him very well. His name is Jake and he is the king of the wizard kingdom."

　　"Ohh, okay. Umm, can I see him again?"

　　She nods and holds up a hand as she mutters something and grins as her face falls away and disappears mid air. I watch with shock and fear as the girl's features morph into that of a man, and when the horror finishes, a man is staring at me. My mouth opens in shock as I stare at the same man I had seen when I first woke up.

　　Jake.

　　I close my eyes and rub furiously against them, wishing for what I am seeing to be a dream. When I open them, he is still looking at me with a hand outstretched. He grins at me and whispers, "I'm Jake and I hear you want to see me."

　　I cannot believe it, but slowly the puzzle pieces begin to fall into place. That was why the maid kept staring at me and I closed my eyes in embarrassment. This man took advantage of me and saw my nudity, even going as far as touching me. I suddenly feel invisible ants crawling on my skin, and I stand up with an annoyed expression.

　　"Get out of my room," I whisper softly and watch as his face crumples as he walks forward to reach me, but I move away and shake my head. "Please get out of here. You're a pervert and took advantage of me."

　　We stare down at each other for a moment before he sighs and walks out, while I bend my head as tears fall out of my eyes.

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