Chapter 576
Right before me was a beautiful pink bedroom that belonged to a little girl.
The bedroom was designed for a princess around the age of six to nine.
There were teddy bears, stuffed animals and toys.
There were books that belonged to children on shelves.
The lush fur carpet was without a spec of dust.
The amazing poster bed had a line of beautiful pink curtains that hung at the edges.
Light radiated into the room and it looked as though someone actively slept here.
As though someone very much lived here even though it looked like a ghost room.
Nothing was out of place.
Too perfect for a child’s room.
I felt myself being drawn into the room and I took a bold step inside.
I walked in and found something out of place.
There was a little book by the floor of the bed.
I gently picked it up from the floor.
There were some rough writings on empty pages of the book.
It looked like a little girl had been the one writing.
I gently let my finger trace the pages of the book and tried to read.
It read “Today I saved a bird that almost died. Mother was very proud of me.”
I frowned.
What girl lived in the royal pack?
I had not seen or heard of anyone around this age.
Or perhaps did Cherry have a child?
Or princess Coral?
Did she have another child.
It was puzzling.
The entire room was spic and span.
Something felt off.
I looked up and to my amazement I found vases of what looked like dead jasmines.
I dropped the book back to the ground before walking up to a vase.
I reached in to the vase and picked out a single flower.
It was indeed a dead Jasmine.
My name.
What was a Jasmine doing here?
And then I felt a pang at my chest.
I cried in pain.
I reached at my breasts and was burned by the necklace.
I cried out and dropped the single Jasmine I had picked.
The necklace burned and I looked at my palm.
It was burned where I had touched it.
The necklace burned into my chest and I squirmed in pain.
I had only taken my necklace once in my life but this sudden pain and burning I felt.
I had no choice.
I reached back for the chain and grabbed it with my hand regardless of how much it burned.
Just as I would have dragged it off of my chest, I heard a scream.
“What the hell are you doing here?!”
I turned to face the door and saw none other than Auburn standing at the door.
Before I knew it, she was at my side and the grabbed my arm.
She dragged me out of the room, slammed the door and faced me.
She had a vengeful and rage filled look that said danger.
Before I could say a word, she gave a dirty slap.
I gasped and placed my hand on my left cheek that had been hit so aggressively my face had been turned to the other side.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing? Huh?!” Auburn demanded her face seething with rage.
I was unsure of what to say, my face burned of her slap.
“How dare you?!” She snapped at me. “Do you know what this is? This is very private and personal to my family! It was my mother’s room and you have desecrated it with your presence! How dare you bitch?!”
I was still in a state of shock.
That was the late Princess Scarlet’s room?
“I had no idea.” I managed.
“What were you doing here?!” She hissed at me.
She was angry but there was something more in her eyes.
Something beyond rage and anger.
“I was looking for you. I was told you were looking for me so a maid led me here and I just thought this was your bedroom.” I explained.
She gritted her teeth together in anger.
Then Auburn grabbed my palm.
I flinched because I assumed she wanted to hit me again.
But she simply opened my palm.
“What happened to your hand?” She asked.
I looked down at my burning hands and I withdrew quickly.
“Nothing.” I said as I folded my arms.
And then it occurred to me that my necklace no longer burned.
She twisted her face and simply dipped her hand inside her pockets before pulling out a locket.
She opened it and then aggressively pulled me forward.
She then pulled out my emerald necklace and seemed to be looking at it.
For a second it seemed as though she had been trapped by it and was lost in a trance.
“Your majesty?” I said calling her back.
She became alert and shook her head.
She grumbled as she put the emerald and intertwined the locket pendant with my necklace, before putting the emerald inside.
When I heard it shut, I knew she was done.
She glared at me.
“There.” She said.
I shakily reached out to the pendant with my finger and closed my eyes in fear.
But it didn’t burn.
I breathed a sigh of relief and placed it inside my bosom.
“Thank you.” I said relieved that the pain was finally gone.
She ignored me and pointed an accusatory finger. “I’m not doing this for you bitch. I’m doing it for my grand mother.”
I nodded.
“Don’t you ever make the mistake of coming back here! Do you understand me?” She screamed at me.
I nodded.
She scowled her face. “I don’t ever want to see your face around this wing either because if I do, I’ll give you more than a dirty slap. Or maybe you won’t have a face anymore. Now get out!”
Simply grateful that the pendant didn’t burn anymore, I turned around and left.
I went on my way, down the stairs and when I got the third floor I got lost.
It was lonely for so I took a left where I had summed was the way out.
But I got to a dead end.
I was confused and just as I was about to leave I heard some intense sexual moaning.