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Chapter-3

It was a painting.  

Not just any painting, the person in the painting was me. Pale skin, wavy chestnut brown hair that reached the waist and dark green eyes. The princess is an exact copy of me, wait that's the opposite, I'm the exact copy of the princess.

Okay now, I'm officially screwed. How did I get into this mess? This all doesn't seem like a coincidence at all. My head was spinning cause too many unusual events had happened in the last 24 hours. At the bottom of the canvas something was written. It was a name written in neat writing.  

Sebastian Miller 

Who is this guy? My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. I quickly put everything back in place.

"Your Highness, I've brought food for you as per the Queen's orders"

"Please come in" I replied.

A woman, dressed in maid clothes entered and curtsied before placing the tray of food on the table, curtsied again and left. That might be hard to get used to. I did eat the food brought in because I needed every bit of energy to get out of here.

Time passed, I don't know for how long I was sitting near the window processing all these stuff which was happening, I heard a knock again. I didn't bother to reply.

"My Princess, I came here to assist you in getting ready for dinner. It's the Queen's orders, so please let me in" said a cheerful voice.

"Come in" I replied

She was a maid too but, she was much younger, probably around my age. She smiled at me and curtsied.

"I'm glad you came back, your Highness. We 

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