Just as the tips of her slippers touched the downstairs flooring a shadow came near. This unknown shadow crept with the quietness of a mouse, only frightening Cilia further. Just as she opened her mouth to scream the shadow spoke in a demanding voice, “don’t scream. You will tell your servants that it was you trying to get something to eat from the kitchens.” Just as her mouth opened he once again spoke, “here, take this and don’t tell anyone of our encounter.”
The shadow of a man ran off into the darkness of the house just as a small band of servants came to see what the noise was. Cilia was quick to speak up, “it was just me. I was hungry and didn’t want to wake anyone. I’m sorry for the ruckus I have caused.” A new servant that Cilia had yet to see spoke up, “we are here to serve you miss, if you had rung the bell we would have brought something up to you,” “yes well, I will keep that in mind, good night.”
Climbing up the stairs was nothing short of worrying. Just the thought of the shadow of a man coming back brought goosebumps upon her skin. Her room came upon her painstakingly slow. Eventually she came upon her familiar oak door. Quickly entering the room that has been called hers for longer than she can remember, the reality of the situation hit her in the head like a rock. Slumping against the door her head hit her hands and sobs racked her body. The adrenaline from the night ran empty. Removing the robe she had adorned, she let her head hit the bed. As the quietness of the night lulled her to sleep.
* I hoped you enjoyed the prologue of my first book Unknown to Me. I plan on posting once a week on Fridays. I would love to hear any thought on this prologue and any following chapter especially since this is my first book. *
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