Let me say that THESE translations are only rough translations without edit and proofread. Read at your own risks :P
Merry Christmas !!!! __________________________________________________________________
When he woke up from the deep slumber he had, his eyes could not see anything.
Merry Christmas !!!! __________________________________________________________________
When he woke up from the deep slumber he had, his eyes could not see anything.
No, it
should be that his eyes, for several minutes, were in the state that could not
perceive any object.
However, he
thought nothing of the blurred vision he had, he was just in a daze, incapable
of even a normal thinking process. During that time, he could not even tell if
he has a consciousness until his field of vision started to restore.
Perhaps it
was because of the increasing intensity in the vision his eyes could perceive,
the hitherto thinking process that came to a standstill started, but it matters
not to him.
He got up;
the cracking sounds in his body brought a frown onto his face and made him
grunted.
“Have I . .
. wake up?”
Although
asking this question to himself seemed inappropriate, but the first thing that
he blurted out was this sentence. Have I wake up? Or have I not wake up? What
am I doing?
He let out
a sound, after clearing his mind a little more, he started to grasp the
circumstances he was in.
Testing the
feelings in his hands and feet – no numbness, breathing the air through his
nose – a sweet fragrance can be smelled, then licking his dry lips – pain spreads
out. His face twisted at an unbearable pain that no words could describe, that moment
he realized the bed he was lying on was quite extravagant.
Knowing
nothing about furniture, he only knew that the bed sheet was a high-quality
good due to the comfortable feel. He looked around gingerly, the interior were
full of high-quality furniture that did not come cheap.
“!”
How
frightening.
He did not
know what was frightening, but he certainly felt so.
Perhaps
when the feeling of uneasiness crossed a certain line, people would felt fear.
“Where is
this place?”
And, who is
the person alone in this place?
Despite
having consciousness of himself, the memories were vague, leaving him feeling
disgusted.
Unable to
understand, even though he tried to comprehend, his ‘self-awareness’ was too
little for him to do so.
This
feeling was just this weird.
When he
began to concentrate on clarifying the mixed up memories jumbled in his mind, a
sound that was faint yet could not be neglected came from the door located at the
corner of his vision.
“!”
A knocking
sound came twice. His shoulders twitched at the same time.
When he was
pondering a few seconds on whether to reply, the door opened by itself.
Correction,
the door was opened by a fair-skinned yet slender hand.
“Excuse me.”
“ . . . ”
The one
opening the door was a maid, her pale light blue color hair in a ponytail. He
felt that this maid did not exceed 20 years of age.
To the extent of his
knowledge – from his memories – the woman in a maid outfit with a mesmerizing
face, had only greeted him for a moment but had headed straight to the washroom,
obviously did not expect any response from the him that stayed in the room.
At that
moment, he felt as if he was one of the furniture placed in the room that no
one particularly cared. Not once had the maid looked his way. Her line of sight
was placed on the window on the wall opposite the door.
Even while
removing the carpet that could absorb sound, the maid’s footsteps only produced
faint sound.
She walked
to the window, opened the thin curtains, and coincidentally looked his way.
“ . . . ”
“ . . . ”
As a
result, her line of sight met his.
In that
instance, the atmosphere in the room turned silent. When he realized the pupils
on the wide-opened eyes of her was brown –
“ . . . P-PRINCESS!”
“!”
With the
lovely look she displayed just now completely disappeared without a trace, she
ran out shouting in her high-pitched voice.
The pitter
patter sound of footsteps and the voice shouting “PRINCESS!” gradually died
away.
“?”
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The displeasure
was even more evident on the owner of this room; the fold that appeared when
she furrowed her brows was the deepest among all the occupants of this room.
The peoples
in charge of administrative were gathering and exchanging their opinions. She
was in charge of substituting for her father, who had gone out of the city, and
taking minutes of these meetings.
When the
maid opened the door with a sound loud enough to cause the daily necessities to
shake, she severely reprimanded:
“We’re
having a meeting right now, please be quiet – “
“Princess
Meriela!”
However,
the maid ignored her, Meriela’s reprimand, called out her name and said
something shocking. The next instance, Meriela’s calm demeanour totally collapsed.
“He woke
up!”
“Huh?”
Meriela was
stunned. She took in the maid’s words, understood her meaning, proceeds to raise
the hem of her dress and flew out of the room.
The peoples
in charge of the administrative were left behind. Every single one of them was
unable to conceal their surprised expression at the abnormal behaviour of the
princess.