2. I am starting to doubt reality.

I looked at him while holding my hands, which were finally untied.

'What game are you playing now?'

'What do you think I am going to do? Do I look like a pervert? Now come this way.'

He was going towards a mansion.

'Never said that did I, now. As you said I am a boy and you are very much into girls for that matter of fact. If you plan on kidnapping me in your house, just poison my food or drug me.'

'You really want to die, don't you. It wasn't a question, don't answer that. I remember you jumping into waterfalls and whatnot. Don't want to be the hero anymore.' He was mocking me.

'Well, let's just say things are different now, especially after you got busy.'

I still remember, whenever he was around, he always got into trouble. We fought like cats, because both of us were very sarcastic.

My step-father always praised me for knowing a royal. While my sister hung around with the boys from the bakery. She hated me and so did mother. Mother always Stephanie more, when my step-father yelled at her, mother always stood up. In my case, I was locked in the basement.

After he got busy, I didn't hang out much. Just the library, and the lake. One day during an argument my sister snapped saying 'Well, she isn't with a royal anymore. HE hates her. Why don't you see this? Instead, you yell at me and mother.'

I ran, My step-father tried stopping me but it didn't work.

Somehow, someone had a contract of me working for them, my mother as my guardian signed.

And here I was, bloody caught in this mess.

I don't why but my mother hates royals, my step-father has a lot of respect for them.

My biological father died, or at least that's what I was told.

'So, is it my fault?'

I came back to reality. 'No, not really. Why are you talking here? And why didn't you kill me?'

'Just come and you will know' he stopped in front of the gates. and looked at me.

'There is a ball this evening. My father will be there, he might ask questions about who you are.'

I thought he wanted me to lie about that. I thought he had some work or tricks up his sleeve.

'Tell him the truth. About mother and your sister, how you were forced into this. How your father died and how your mother met your step-father everything. Don't be afraid, my father is a great man and he will have something to say to you. Just don't lie to him.'

I was wrong.

'I will be in the room next to yours, You will stay here for a week. Anything wrong, come to me. And try and wear a gown tonight, if not it's alright.'