“This person knows the first name and the Father of this body?” was my first thought while accepting the glass of water, swallowing the water causes me a pain in the throat triggering an instinctive cough that made the servant react “Miss take your time your body is still weak, it will take her a little time to get used again”.
Hesitant to speak, but unable to remain without any information about my condition, I decided to question the maid “excuse me, what happened to me?”.
The expression of the handmaid who became a compassionate smile explained to me in the most polite way possible that it is not up to a person of her status to explain it to me, I must wait for my Father who will be more inclined to answer it.
Deciding that it would be better not to reveal the weaknesses of my knowledge too much before learning more about my condition, I always sat silently on the edge of the bed while the maid made return trips with a bucket of steaming water to fill a copper bath. Continuing to watch her endless return trip, I am surprised by a rather loud voice full of dignity.
“My daughter, you’re awake, I’m so happy…” remaining speechless analyzing this aged man looks tall, adorned with a gray hair always complete accompanied by a long beard, his appearance alone could testify to a certain nobility, however I could see that his clothes were quite simple and of a good quality, but not looking for useless frills.The narrative has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.
Lost in my thoughts during my analysis, this man embraced me, for a reason unknown to myself my tears began to flow, feeling a sadness overwhelming my thoughts, I remain frozen as he tightens are embraced, I hear in spite of the incessant flood of sadness, asked the maid to leave us alone.
Releasing his embrace after calming me down, he resumed the speech “Alice… I am here now my daughter, how do you feel?” , my thoughts still affect by this feeling of sadness, I can’t help but confess to him that I don’t remember anything before I wake up.
His gaze became deeply sad as he heard my excuse, immediately pinching my heart for an unknown reason, the few words he uttered when he heard this “I am sorry...”.
Not understanding why he apologizes, I ask him “can you explain what happened to me?”. He observed me, a moment later, a slight smile drawing under his beard ?look at you my daughter still dressed at night, dress with Viviane’s help and join me for lunch time your questions will have answers?, then left the room.
The maid, who had previously been dismissed, entered and added the last seal of hot water to fill the bath, and came to me, inviting me to follow her.
“Are you Viviane, I suppose?” , the handmaid adorned a beautiful smile while taking my hand and answered me, ?Miss it has been so many years that you had not called me by my first name, yes I am called Viviane, I am servant of your family the House Claireroche, from my youngest age? Explaining this to me she helped me to walk on the way to the bathtub.