~Zara Todd's POV~
"No! Holy! What is this?" I mumble.
My eyes enlarge as I see the beautiful and magnificent decoration in front of me. The room is painted in golden color like it is made up of pure gold.
And the pieces are exactly like of some royal movies.
"You like your room, miss," Mrs. Jones asks me.
"I love it. But what do I even deserve to get something huge like this?" I ask.
"You're our lady after our Madam and you are going to be the wife of our young master. Why wouldn't you deserve to have something like this?" she says with a smile on her face.
I can see that her face has that smile plastered every time I talk with her. I don't know it's made up or just some genuine one cause I can see the same smile again and again when she is around.
I fake a smile as I look around the room. This fancy room surely amazes me. It makes me think that this could even be a dream and not a reality but this isn't what I have ever imagined.
I have no such a big dreams. I never wanted to reside in places like this. I just had the simple dream to live a life happily and with freedom from those who have always troubled me all this life.
I have even lived in the little passage below the stairs with so little space. So, I could have adjusted even in the small cornered room with just some seven square feet area.
This is so huge and I am getting this all instead of my freedom, instead of living my life as someone's wife whom I don't even know at all.
By the way, whom am I going to get married to?
Whom am I going to live my life with?
He sure isn't some old guy as he is her son. The mother is so gorgeous then there is much chance that he wouldn't look ugly.
But if they have such a good son and they are frigging rich then why would they get him married with me?
Why would they kidnap me instead of getting someone who could match their status and who could be so much rich and who have the high social status unlike me? Why would they just marry me with him?
The more I think about the reason that I was getting dragged into this relationship, the more I was getting confused. The more I was getting all sorts of idea about it.
The huge golden royal room seems like a full trap in front of me of which I cannot run away anymore.
"Get your time changing and get refreshed. We will in the dinner table at exactly 8 a.m for the breakfast and as per the rules, you aren't allowed to be even a minute late or else you have to hear a long lecture from Madam which is worse than not having food for the whole day. She is an strict woman and abide by every rules that she must follow," she informs.
"Not even a minute?" I enlarge my eyes.
"Yes, not even a minute. Be there exactly at eight. We will be getting your luggage here. Make sure you prepare yourself better in front of madam," she says and walks out from there leaving me alone in that huge room.
I look around the room and the ravishing furnitures all over.
As soon as I enter the room, there is a shoe shelf which has almost more than ten pairs of shoes. They are all new and ranging from the simple slippers to wear inside to beautiful high heels which I have only seen in movies.
There is a huge book shelf at the right wall which is so much huge and there are even books which I had only dreamt to read just a day ago.
Then, a huge cupboard filled with some more books and the exotic plants followed by gigantic window with very beautiful wooden designs at the border.
I love the color in the window and it is covered with red colored curtain. I don't love the red colored curtain but I am not in the position to hate it or complain about it.
The fabric is just so expensive than all the dresses I have.
I walk towards the window and part the curtain to let the fresh light enter into the room.
After the light enters into the room, the room looks even more beautiful. I can see the huge painting of two horses running along with a little foal in between.
The picture just touches my heart and I imagine if I could be that foal who is running in between the father and mother horse. Guess that foal was just so lucky or maybe she isn't.
Maybe she was just there to take photographs, artificially arranged. Who might know? Everything that is seen in the picture isn't like you see?
I trot towards the long table in front of the window which has some books stacked in them and then a computer in the centre of it.
Some tendrils of pothos is hanging from the table to the window and it looks much more fantastic because of it.
And by the table is a huge queen sized round bed with such a decorated and designed head rest.
I sit on the edge of it. I have never even sat on the comfy bed like this. I rarely had friends. Because of Jane and her habit of ruining the friendship with every people I talk to I was most of the time ignored by many of them. So, I never got to get into anyone's house.
But I have been to Jane's room many times and have touched her bed thousands of times and even her bed wasn't as comfy as this.
And the beautiful golden colored round net hangs down from the ceiling all around the bed.
There is a tea table in the centre of the room and a long and two single couches in there.
"My lady, can I enter into your room?" A young lady requests as she knocks the door and I smile at her nodding my head to allow her to enter.Nobody has ever asked me to enter into my room.
Basically, I never had a room and there was no door from where anyone could enter at all. It was kind of free and anyone could mess over there.
"So, lady! Where should I keep this?" she asks showing me my bags and stuff which looks outdated and the oldest in the whole room.
"Can you please leave it over there? I will arrange it myself," I say and she leaves the stuffs with a smile.
I pick my stuff and start unpacking the things. There weren't much of the things. Just some of my old clothes and some books and that's all.
The only precious thing I have is the picture of my mom and dad together.
I take out the clothes and put them into the huge closet that is towering to opposite side of the bookshelf. My clothes are so much outdated even to stay over there but I can't throw them, they are my clothes and they have covered my nudeness all these years preventing me from shame and embarrassment.
I place my clothes in there and then stack my books on the study desk and then I place the picture of my dad and mom on the table.
My fingers caress their face. The only vague memory I have with them is that I went to have ice cream together with my parents and played in a merry-go-round while they look at me from far away with amusement and excitement.
"I miss you dad and mom. If you were here, this would have never happened to me," I day as I wipe away the dust from the glass.
I then, trot towards the shower which is attached with the room but even. The shower makes me amazed.
It's huge and quite luxurious. There are many soaps with many scents.
I pick up the one which is of jasmine and walks towards the tower.
My mom always loved jasmine and one of the reason for it was because it was her name and she loved flowers so much. If she was alive, she would have surely nick-named me under some flowers if she had seen me growing up to the young girl in front of her.
But I surely didn't have that luck.
I quickly take a shower and then get out of the room in a bathrobe and wear one of the best dress of mine. I look good with it. This is the best dress I have and then I look at the clock that is striking five minutes to the eight and I rush outside the room.
I seriously am hungry but more than hunger, I think I should ask some serious questions with her.
But will I even be able to do that? Cause I don't think I can ask her any question if she is standing in front of me.
Still, I have gathered some courage so that I can ask her some question and walk down stairs.
"Miss, I will lead you to the dining room," a lady leads me to the dining room and I nod. I look around the place like they are some antique piece in some old historical museum.
What the hell does this woman do that she is so much rich like this?
"Miss, here," she opens the huge door and let's me enter inside it. The dining room is so ravishing, so luxurious with a long dining table laid at the centre with almost twenty number of chairs in there.
"How many people lives over here?" I whisper in her ears and she answers without looking at me.
"Only two but now with you three," she whispers with a low voice and she walks quickly towards the group of workers at the corner of the room and I stand opposite to the lady or I should say madam.
"You're a minute late," she says but it wasn't even right when I walked from my room. So, it took me almost six minutes to come to here.
So, I am going to be hungry till the noon, is it?
But right now, I don't have time to think about my hunger. I have much more important thing that I want to ask about.
"I'm done. I'm going back and I will be returning back after four days. You are attending your school from tomorrow and I have to take care of your wedding in that four days. In the fifth day, you are getting married with my son," she says as she stands up from her chair to walk away.
I had thought that I would ask so many question to her but seeing her I couldn't just ask her. My voice automatically becomes silenced when I hear her strong voice. It gets stopped in between my throat.
She isn't going to scold me, is it?
"And! I forgive you for reaching here late as it is your first day but since next time, I don't want you to be late, do you understand?" she says with her stern voice.
So, she is going to be my mother-in-law for the rest of my life. She looks like some strict head mistress in front of me who loves to discipline her students.
"Yes, Mam!" I nod.
"Mam? I'm not your mam. I am your mother-in-law. Call me mother," she says and my eyes flutter for some seconds.
Mother?
I haven't called the world mother for last eighteen years. There were no one to whom I could call that.
"M...o...," my tongue stutter unable to call her mother.
"It's okay. You will learn as the time passes by. I won't force you till you are comfortable with it," she says as she picks her long black branded coat from the table and she walks away. I can hear her heels tick-tocking for some minutes and then it stops while my eyes gaze at the clean tiled floor.
"Miss, we are serving you your breakfast," says Mrs. Jones with a smile on her face and I nod.
I look around to see if someone comes to dining table for breakfast. My eyes keep on running to look at that person but I don't see anyone.
"You might be searching for young master. He doesn't eat with anyone around and be has his breakfast at exactly at seven," she says.
He doesn't eat with anyone? But she is his mother?
Why are these mother and son so much mysterious the more I want to know them?
~Zara Todd's POV~"You seem troubled dear," Mrs. Jones asks me as she helps me with my stuffs in my room.Why wouldn't I be troubled?I am a eighteen year old girl who is going to get married in four days and sold to her madam from her own relatives.Who would be troubled if it is not me?"I'm fine. I'm just anxious with new environment. Everything here is black for me," I reply."Black?" her brows arch."I mean it was white and now it's black. Contrasting," I amend my words. Isn't it the truth? It was completely different the day before yesterday.I would be doing some chores if I was in the my uncle's house but I am here sitting in a well furnished lavishing room with my heart beating faster and faster with fear."So, I heard it's your birthday today," she says."Yes, it is."My birthday isn't special every year. It's just a day that comes like other usual days. Chores and hard works are the o
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