It was a normal day. Or atleast that's what it was supposed to be. The Estate of Vaelcrest was unusually quiet as Daevara - the Head Maid and personal Maid of Evelina Vaelcrest - walked along the dark hallways with only a candle. It was nothing unusual. The candle light flickered from time to time, eluminating her dark blue eyes. Sometimes lightning struck and thunder growled. Most people of the Estate were sleeping. Only a few Knights were taking watch and a few Maids who were on standby. All in all, it was rather peaceful. The young Lady of the House should have been resting peacefully. But that would've meant that it was a normal day, but it wasn't supposed to be one. Suddenly Lady Evelina gasped as she suddenly awoke, drenched in cold sweat, making her light Blonde hair stick to her face. „That can't be true!". Her expression was filled with fear. What she saw in that dream.. it couldn't possibly happen! But she was sure of it. It must have been a Prophecy. A future in which the Kingdom is engulfed in flames, a full on war against the Empire.. It was such a detailed dream, telling her what will happen in the future. Panic arose in her. She was trembling, fear getting into every corner of her Body. „I must write all of this down! I cannot forget!" She rushed to grab the Quill that her late Mother gifted her on her 15th Birthday, before she passed. But right when she grabbed it, Evelina passed out. Never being meant to live through the dream she had.
Well, it was indeed a day like any other day. Emma woke up early, got ready for highschool. She was pretty average. Not the center of attention but neither someone forgotten. Not too pretty, not ugly. Truly just a normal girl, living a normal Life, and of course she was addicted to reading books. She wanted to cross the road that would lead to her highschool, walking with her friends. „He looks so good with his red eyes!", „I prefer blue eyes..", „Why do you all like the generic Male leads? They all look the same!" Emma said as they talked. They had a lively conversation about the books they were reading. The road was free when they checked before crossing. But suddenly- HONK! „Ah- Fate is truly shit.." Crash. „Somebody call an Ambulance!!", „Somebody was hit!", „Where did that Truck come from?!", „She os losing too much blood!" „EMMA!!!!". „It hurts…, atleast the others are safe..". Her vision started getting blurry. And then she lost conciousness.
„My head hurts so much…" she thought. Grabbing her forehead. As her vision started getting clearer, and her headache slowly faded, something hit her. „Wait… am I stupid? Where are my bangs?" she looked around confused. „WHERE AM I???" she yelled. It looks like one of those typical rooms when someone wakes up in those reincarnation Novels. „That can't possibly be true!!" . She jumped out of bed, but she shouldn't have done that. Suddenly her vision got dark and she got dizzy, almost causing her to fall. She stumbled forward, crashing against a mirror. „Ouch" . Tears shot in her eyes as she not only hit her head against the mirror but also stubbed her little toe on it's edge. A scream filled the whole Manor. As she looked into the Mirror and saw a gorgeous face. Light blonde hair that could be mistaken for white Hair, Big light blue eyes, a flawless face and body. But that was definetly not Emma. „What is happening?" She grabbed the face in disbelief. She can definetly feel that. Just what is going on? Suddenly a knock on the door and at the same time the door to her room burst open. „LADY EVELINA?! IS EVERYTHING ALRIGHT?". A just as beautiful Woman stumbled into the room. „I heard you scream, are you alright? What happened, my Lady?". It was a Woman with simple but elegant Attire. Her dark blonde -almost brown- Hair put up into a loose updo, framing her face beautifully. Her sharp dark blue eyes looking at her full of worry. And despite her looking worried and stressed, she seemed to radiate Elegance. Emma looked dumbfounded at her, not knowing how to react. „Lady Evelina? Does she mean me?" Lost in thought Emma could only stare at that woman. „Who are you…?". The woman looked confused as she went towards Emma. „Are you alright, my Lady? Your forhead is red. Did you hit it? The hit must have irritaed you. Please sit down first. Let me bring you something to cool it and some tea." That woman made Emma sit on her bad and as fast as she came, she disappeared again, giving Emma time to think. „Okay okay, what just happened?" , it might seem that Emma adjusted too quick, but she didn't have time to be sad or think about her family. Everything was happening too quickly. Her „dying?", waking up here, hitting her had and stubbing that damned tiny toe, the woman suddenly barging in. But wow was that woman pretty, and apprently me too? I mean why do I look like this. She couldn't wrap her head around it. A knock on the door. „Come in.". The door opened, the same Woman from before. Carrying tea and a bowl with water. „It's me, Daevara. Please excuse my rudeness from before. I shouldn't have barged in like that.". The Woman put the tea and the bowl down, wetting a cloth and slowly dapping Emmas forhead. It was cool and felt good. „It's alright. I shouldn't have screamed like that..". The Woman chuckled slighty. „You can scream whenever you want. You're the Young Lady of Vaelcrest. You're allowed to do anything.". Emma closed her Eyes as Daevara took care of her. „Vaelcrest? That rings a bell.. but which one?" She then gave Emma the tea. „Please drink this. It should reduce the pain." Emma slowly took the cup and sipped a tiny bit on it. She then look at Daevara, opening her mouth. „I-..", she gulped and looked down. „I can't possibly tell her I'm not who she thinks I am…". She took a minute, and Daevara was calm, waiting for her to contiue speaking. „Well.., I got dizzy after I woke up and then I hit my head. My memories are a bit hazy right now. Who are you and who am I?". Daevara dropped the cloth and for a split second she looked shocked. She quickly composed herself, picked it back up and slightly bowed down. „You're Lady Evelina Vaelcrest, the sole child and young Lady of the House of Vaelcrest. Your Father is the Duke Alaric Vaelcrest. The late Duchess, your Mother was Lady Seraphina." Daevara looked sad and melancholic, talking about the Duchess. „The late Duchess? That must mean she died..". „Thank you. I believe I will come back to my senses, soon. I just need a moment.". Emma touched her forhead and furrowed. How could this happen immediately right after she wakes up. Daevara excused herself, after mentioning that she will get her examined by a doctor after she rested a bit. Then she left, leaving Emma to sort her thoughts..