White Rose by Gao Yang (ink book reader .TXT) 📕

Then the door opened, a couple of the maids came in; she was confused of where she was. She was still holding the handkerchief in her hands.

"Good morning, mistress." One of the maids said she bowed before her.

"How did I get here?" She asked as she fixed her hair. "Where am I?" She put the handkerchief under the pillow secretively.

The room she was in was built with a beautiful shade of red on the walls, and the black, granite shiny tiles on the floor with a wolf-made rug. The room also had a small table, just like the one her house has. There was also a balcony outside the window, she got out of the king sized bed and walked over to the window. She looked out and saw the entire village, then she realized where she was.

"Am I inside the palace?" She asked and one of the maids curtsied.

"Yes. You're in the palace. How you got here? Someone brought you here from the heavy rain last night." Isabella looked at the maid, confused.

"Oh! You're supposed to take your medicine when you wake up." She look puzzled as she looked out the window again.

"Medicine? What happened to me really?" She said as she almost lost her balance, her head was spinning like a spinning top.

The maids quickly rushed next to Isabella, helping her back to her balance. "M'lady! Are you alright?" She nodded.

"Forgive us, but may we have the permission to ask who you are?" Isabella looked at the maid as they both released her arms.

"My surname is Valet. My name is Isabella." The maids both looked shock. "What?"

One of the maids walked towards the table in the corner, grabbing the medicine for her. The maid noticed the resemblance between her and her brother, Jack.

"You're Mr. David Valet's youngest daughter?" The maid finally spoke as she gave Isabella her medicine.

She nodded as she looked at her medicine and just drank it.

As she finished her medicine and gave the bowl to the maid, the both of them were still in shock. "Why do you two sound shocked that I'm his youngest daughter?" The maids kindly smiled.

"It's nothing--it's just that we never really knew. That's why." The maid said.

Something was telling Isabella that she was in grave danger. She needed to get out of the palace as soon as possible.

"Oh." She said as she nodded.

There was a knock on the door.

The maids and Isabella looked at the door and came in a tall young gentleman.

"Why good morning." He looked up to her and smiled.

Something tugged onto her heart that she knew the fine gentleman who was in front of her.

"Oh, allow me to introduce myself. I'm-" She finished his sentence by saying his name for him.

"Lord Bryce Duncan." She said as she curtsied before he could look at her.

"You know me?" She nodded, keeping her head lowered. "Please get up. Don't bow. You're a guest here, so please don't." He said as she got back up.

She lifted her head up to look at him. His mouth dropped as he saw who was standing in front of him again. Isabella Schmidt, youngest daughter in the Schmidt household.

"Mia, Aliyah, help her get ready." She looked at him.

"Mia and Aaliyah." Isabella uttered under her breath.

"Ready? For what?"

"The Fall Festival of course." He said humorously. She went into immediate shock.

"The Fall Festival?! Oh dear!" She freaked out.

"Hurry! Help her get ready!" The maids curtsied.

"Miss Isabella, this way please." They led her out the door to the bathroom for her bath.

On their way to the bathroom, Bryce Duncan was all that was going through her mind.

"Was he the one who brought me here last night?" She said as her memory from last night was coming back.

"Yes. He even asked for a doctor to check on you. You should consider yourself lucky that you are here inside the palace." The maid said.

Bryce Duncan, the young gentleman who saved me from those two filthy men last night.

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The maids helped her with her dress for the festival. They curled her hair loosely and clipped it half up.

She stepped out of the bathroom chamber and Bryce was waiting outside the door for her.

He looked at her and was beyond amazed by her beauty and how the dress fitted her so perfectly. She curtsied at the sight of him, but he stopped her."You-" He lost his words. "You look beautiful." She simply smiled and thanked him.

He couldn't deny the fact that the dress made her look so beautiful and her curled hair expressed her beauty clearly.

"Thank you. You look dashing too." She said as she nudged him and walked past him. He watched as she swiftly walked down the hallway corridors.

"What time are they starting the Fall Festival this year?" She asked Mia.

"M'lady, they're starting it at night this year." She stopped and thought about something.

"At night?" Mia nodded. "But why at night?"

Mia shrugged.

"I don't know either, but all I heard was that His Majesty was planning it for it to be at night." Isabella nodded.

"Does His Majesty know that I'm here, inside the palace?" She nodded.

"Lord Bryce told His Majesty after he brought you here." Mia told Isabella as they continued to walk down the corridor hallways.

"This is awfully a beautiful palace." Mia smiled as Isabella spoke.

"You haven't been here before, m'lady?" She shook her head as she enjoyed the beautiful settings of the palace. "Well, I hope you have a wonderful time in your stay here in the palace."

She stopped and thought about it for a minute. "I hope I do." She smiled and walked down the hallway.

"M'lady-" Isabella cut off Mia for a second.

"Please, I'm not used to being called m'lady, so call me Isabella." Mia lost her words. She didn't say anything.

"I can't. I'll be in deep trouble if I dare do so." Isabella seemed disbelief.

"I'm sure nothing will go wrong with just calling me by my name. If anyone does ask, just tell them that I gave you permission to do so." She simply said and she skipped through the hallway.

Mia watched as she skipped down the hallway. She wasn't that much older than Isabella at all. She was only eighteen.

"So, I wanna know more about you, Mia." Again, she lost her words.

"I'm not that interesting. I doubt you'll even find me that interesting." Isabella stopped and looked at Mia. She noticed how Mia always kept her head lowered and wouldn't look at her.

"Oh, come on. I'm sure there's something interesting about you. I'm sure of it." She said as she stopped by the long and tall window, viewing the beautiful ocean. "Oh by the way, where are we going?"

Mia didn't respond. She just looked at Isabella and kept walking.

"Mia?" She followed Mia down to a dark corridor, or some sort. "Mia?" She called out to Mia but she didn't stop nor answer. "Mia?!" She called out one more time and Mia disappeared.

How could one person disappear into thin air?

Then she felt a cold wind of air blowing through the long, dark hallway ahead of her; she followed the dark and long passageway. She continued to walk down the hall, then she heard a creak like an old door opening itself.

"Mia?" She looked around, the only light that there was the window from the hallway that she came from. "Mia? Can you come out right now?" Then she heard a low growl, it came from the end of the hallway.

She squinted her eyes to see what it was, then the breathing came closer and closer. She felt the fear inside her stomach and her body frozen in place.

"Mia?" She still couldn't move her legs so that she could run off, but she doubted that she could even make it before she could take three steps.

The growl came closer and closer towards her. She breathes heavily and looked behind her, hoping that someone saw her, but to her surprise, there was no one.

She thought to herself before she could even flinch. I'm dead as a roadkill on the sides of the streets.

Isabella stood there frozen, she wanted to move herself but she couldn't, the breathing came closer and closer towards her.

She was grabbed by the arms of somebody, she screamed for help but her scream came out as a muffled scream. She was then pulled into one of the rooms of the dark passageway.

She fought herself to get out of the grip of the person, but the person was a lot stronger than her own strength. It was helpless, even if she did get out, she wouldn't be able to say anything of it.

The person closed the door and pushed her against the door, holding her arms up above her head, so that she wouldn't be able to fight.

"Why hello there, you thought I wouldn't be able to find you?" She was alarmed by the voice, it was the man from the alley the night before.

"You?!" She tried to move her wrists but it was also helpless. She was already trapped in the room with the man who wanted her. "What do you want?" Her breath hitched as he leaned in. His heavy breathing, she could feel on her neck.

"Did you ever read Fifty Shades of Grey?" She was shock by the man's question. "Because if you didn't, I'd love to show you how what the book is about." He whispered into her ear while still holding onto her wrists above her head.

"You sick man!" He pressed his body against hers. She could feel him getting hard on her thigh. She felt helpless, no more, no less. She just wanted to get out.

He lets one hand go, but he was still holding onto both of her wrists with his one hand. With his free hand, he stroked her lips and cheek, then down to her opened chest that exposed a small part of her cleavage. "I can make you feel good, as long as you let me explore your beautiful body, every inch of it."

"You can dream on." The man let out a small laugh. He stroked her lips one more time.

She wanted to save her virtue for the one that she loved most, Colin.

"You still think that I can do nothing to you? Well, let's see about that."

The man aggressively pulled her and pushed her onto the bed that was in the room. She was about to get up but she was pulled back by the man and was pushed onto the bed with the man on top of her. He forcefully kissed her lips while she was using all of her strength to push the man off of her, but he didn't budge.

"Oh don't push me back, you know you want me as much as I want you." He said as he pinned down her arms and aggressively kissed her neck.

"Let me go!" She screamed as he continued to kiss her neck. The man ripped off her dress, exposing her in her bra. He kissed her chest.

He then reached over and grabbed something. He took one of her wrists and tied it, as well as