In the dark (Part 1)

Darcy cried in silence for what seemed like forever. Not only would it mean that her father was dead, but her mother too. She lay curled in bed, crying over people she couldn't remember but still, she grieved their loss. Now, she would never know them. 

And then she remembered, Russell called her daughter. She was utterly confused, her mind thinking of what that could mean. Her head began to hurt, so she allowed herself to sleep again. 

When she woke she was met by two female servants when she left the room. "Good morning, My Lady." 

My lady again. It felt odd. She was no lady. Or she used to be. She used to be a princess?? What?! She couldn't believe it. She didn't feel like a princess. 

"Good morning." 

"We have prepared a bath for you." 

Oh really? 

They motioned for her to follow them and so she did. Once they took her to the room they prepared clothes for her as well.