Lost In Underland

Lost In Underland

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Amid mystery and oppression, a maid who desires fortune catches the eye of the charismatic prince, but to survive her adversaries, she must deny him her heart, even as, a dark history is revealed that changes everything after she encounters an entity believed to be just a legend.

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1:To Become A Maid

She was ecstatic about reaching her destination. As the smaller, bland-looking cottages behind her gradually blurred and grand ones came into sight along the river, she knew she was close to the part of the village occupied by the affluent. The kingdom of Upland exhibited a marvelous cerulean sky, vivid as her simple dress made vibrant by the host of colors in mixed pieces of cloth, patched together to form the dress that flawlessly covered her beautiful figure. 

Favored by youth, she tenaciously rowed forward, drifting past trees, grasses, paddling ducks, folks on horses as well as feet and birds flying over the river until finally, her destination, admirable, appeared closely before her. 

It was a stone-walled one-story cottage that proudly overlooked the river and had a wooden dock protruding from its shore, its jutting edge, welcoming. Wrapped around the house was a short sturdy-looking wooden fence with medium post gaps. The fence housed an orchard with climbing vines resting across it in haphazard positions so that amidst different flowers with varying heights around in the yard, the house gave off a pleasant presence. 

Amber beamed, admiring the sight even as she aimed the tail of her canoe at the dock. As the dock drew closer, she maneuvered the canoe to a slow cruise, rose, and moved close to the bow seat where she slowly brought the canoe to a side of the dock. With little impact, it collided side by side with the dock and she hastily slipped the paddle underneath the seats before grabbing the free end of a rope attached to the stern. Securely, she tied the free end of the rope to one of the anchoring poles at the dock and climbed onto it in the plain sunburnt catapult sandals that encased her feet.

Without much ado, she sauntered forward, heading towards the house. At the entrance of the fence, she pushed the gate open and let herself into the yard, seizing a moment to admire the compound. It had an immaculate lawn with lavender flowers marking a clean walkway that ran directly to the porch stairs which led to the brawny front door of the house. 

Amber was beginning to feel some awe. As a result, she took a deep breath to calm her nerves, exhaled, and continued forward, straight up to the front door. The knock she gave returned a faint sound, hence she knocked again with more power but it was the same. Amber stepped back and noticed the pull cord doorbell made of brass. 

Mentally chastising herself for not noticing it earlier, she reached for the cord and pulled it, ringing the bell which emitted an unpleasant chime that had her protecting her ears with her hands.

A few seconds passed with no response hence, she reached for the cord again but was interrupted by a squeak from the door as it was slightly opened from the inside by Cressida, a young frustrated-looking woman of about 30 with sharp features. Cressida poked her head through the slightly open door and saw Amber who was giving her a friendly smile.

“Hello,” Amber said, “my name is Amber and I am to be a new help.”

“A child?” asked Cressida, eyeing Amber from head to toe. 

Amber couldn’t tell if Cressida really expected a reply or if she was just wondering out loud.

 “A girl,” she replied since they were the only words that came to her.

Cressida’s brows shot up, not expecting that. 

 “Smart mouth? Too bad it will be humbled here.” 

Amber threw her a puzzled look, wondering what she meant but without another word, Cressida pulled the door wide open and stepped aside. Amber then noticed a packed box standing somewhere adjacent to her and before she could try to contemplate what was going on, Cressida introduced herself matter-of-factly.

“I’m Cressida, ex-maid as of now.”

“Oh, I see,” Amber said, “but wait a minute, you had to live here?” 

She was horrified by the idea because she couldn’t bear the thought of staying away from her mother. It had never happened before and she wouldn’t know what to expect. She did not even want to know.

“The job demands it,” replied Cressida. “Come inside.”

“I cannot leave my mother.” Amber declared but Cressida looked unconcerned.

“Not my problem.”

Cressida proceeded to take the handle of her box and Amber stepped inside the house, at once, momentarily lost in admiration of the interior which was remarkable, capped with beautiful settees and ornate curtains. On the wall inside the parlor were different painted portraits. Amber’s eyes lingered on the portrait of a grand-looking castle with a sprawling space in its gates. Taking her eyes off the portrait, she looked around and saw a flight of steps leading up to closed doors. The house managed to present a look of unfussiness, she thought. 

Amber noticed that Cressida, with folded arms, had been studying her with a somewhat pitiful look in her eyes which she found strange. Notwithstanding, Amber shot her a smile.

“It is beautiful, this house.” She said, airing her view.

With a wry smile, Cressida gave the house a once over.

“Not all that glitter is gold. I’ll give you a word of advice.” 

She beckoned Amber closer and Amber drew near her, interested in whatever she had to say. She believed that she might get a good tip to help her work since Cressida had the experience unlike herself, a would-be first-time maid.

“If you can live here,” Cressida whispered, “You can live anywhere…”

“Ahem!”      

Her advice was interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat. It was the kind of throat clearing, deliberately done to announce one’s presence or better still, send some kind of ominous warning. At once, Amber and Cressida’s eyes followed the sound which had come from the top of the stairs and rested on Isis, an elegant and attractive woman in her fifties. Amber knew about her from a distance. It was what the whole of Upland knew. 

Isis was the wealthy widow of the former Judge of Upland. After the king, she was considered the richest person in the kingdom. She had a smirk on her face as she fixed her gaze on Cressida.

“You shouldn’t teach my prospective maid to gossip.” She said sharply and Cressida gave Amber that pitiful look again. 

“Be strong.” She murmured and then looked up at Isis. “I was just leaving.”

“Goodbye,” Isis said coldly and Cressida took one last look at Amber like she had more to say but instead, she started to leave with her box. Amber watched her go, lost in confusion until she heard Isis’s voice sweetly calling out to her. 

“You down there, honey.”

Amber looked up to see Isis smiling down at her. She returned the smile and introduced herself.

“My name is Amber.”

“Sweet Amber,” said Isis. “Can you please shut the door behind that thing? Thank you.”

Amber’s face slowly lost the smile as inwardly, she disapproved of the insult. Notwithstanding, she walked to the door, shut it, and turned around to find that Isis had started down the stairs, seemingly all business now with a serious look on her face. Good, Amber thought, because in all seriousness, she had to let the woman know she had no intention of living there as Cressida had done.

“Let’s talk” Isis began, “are you a good girl, hardworking, able to clean, wash, and live here?”

“Yes to all but one. I cannot leave my mother.”

By now Isis had reached downstairs and they were approaching each other.

“What villager wouldn’t feel lucky to live here?” asked Isis. “Is your mother disabled, sick, dying?”

“No. I like this house.” Amber replied honestly. “It is pretty but I just want to be able to go back to my mother. I will miss her.” 

“How touching,” Isis said with mock pity and Amber felt uneasiness creeping over her. Forlorn, she watched as

Isis started back towards the stairs. “Come back when you’re grown up.” The woman threw over her shoulders with a note of finality and Amber was overwhelmed with dismay at the thought of losing the job opportunity.

“No wait. Please we need the money,” she confessed desperately as she considered her dear mother. Isis paused in her tracks, right on the second step, and turned to face her.

“Good girl,” she said.           

“As long as I can go visit her,” said Amber and this was nonnegotiable, her heart decided.

“Saturdays through Sundays,” declared Isis, “Take it or leave it.”

“That will make you my guardian?” was Amber’s tentative question.

“Exactly Amber, what else could it be?” Isis responded and continued up the stairs. “You have until the end of the day to make up your mind or I’ll be considering another.”

Amber was lost in her struggle to decide the unpleasant situation and she thought hard. This was unexpected. Yes, it was a beautiful place but how could she stay away from her mother and see her only on weekends? 

She had been thrilled about earning a living for both of them but now she felt all her verve slowly leaving her. There was a tiny consolation in the opportunity to see her mother at weekends but right now all she felt was emptiness and fear of the unknown.

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31 Bab
1:To Become A Maid
She was ecstatic about reaching her destination. As the smaller, bland-looking cottages behind her gradually blurred and grand ones came into sight along the river, she knew she was close to the part of the village occupied by the affluent. The kingdom of Upland exhibited a marvelous cerulean sky, vivid as her simple dress made vibrant by the host of colors in mixed pieces of cloth, patched together to form the dress that flawlessly covered her beautiful figure. Favored by youth, she tenaciously rowed forward, drifting past trees, grasses, paddling ducks, folks on horses as well as feet and birds flying over the river until finally, her destination, admirable, appeared closely before her. It was a stone-walled one-story cottage that proudly overlooked the river and had a wooden dock protruding from its shore, its jutting edge, welcoming. Wrapped around the house was a short sturdy-looking wooden fence with medium post gaps. The fence housed an orchard with climbing vines resting ac
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2: Amber's Work Begins
Beneath the starry sky that night and at Amber’s home, she and her mother Miriam were seated on a bench on the lawn outside their small cottage. Behind them on the front porch was the sculpture of a handsome-looking man. Amber was still in her patched dress which glowed under the night sky as the stars and moonlight lent a brilliant light around, the song of crickets surrounding them. Miriam had a kind, pretty face but was worn out from hardship. Affectionately, she ran her hand through Amber’s hair and they smiled at each other unable to mask their misty eyes. “Amber, my star, we do not want to leave each other but my body is weary from all the farming. I work a little and feel sick. If you don’t go, we will starve.” Amber hugged her mother tightly, almost afraid to let her go. “Mother, don’t worry, I will go,” she said over her shoulder. “It’s okay,” Miriam consoled her, “I will be here waiting every time you return.” She promised and held
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3: Amber Encounters Mermaid
The afternoon was serene and Amber was not busy with any chore, therefore she stood inside the parlor downstairs, admiring the portrait of the mansion on the wall. A squeak at the main door caught her attention and she looked to find the door already swinging open by Isis’s hand as she let herself inside the house. The woman was always elegant, Amber thought. With her beauty, it was hard to imagine she could be as stern as she was. She looked like she couldn’t hurt a fly but Amber doubted that. She traded her thoughts over some manners now, remembering she had been raised well. (“You’re a good heart,” Her mother would say). Amber greeted Isis with a smile and went back to eyeing the portrait, pretending not to notice how Isis had just ignored her greeting by not returning the smile. She was also careful not to show how affected she was by the disregard. She was not even prepared to confront her because she had been there long enough to know it would turn out badly for her. She wou
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4: A Little Taste of Her Aspirations
It was expected that no one would believe her, reasoned Amber, seated over a dinner of pancakes and tea with Isis and Rhea. Amber had already told Rhea about the mermaid she saw and as expected, Rhea did not believe her. It was expected yes, but it still hurt. The experience made her resolve in her heart not to tell anyone else apart from her mother. It was better that way, she believed. At least even if her mother did not believe her, she would neither mock nor call her crazy as Rhea had done when she had told her earlier. Amber did not realize that submerged in her thoughts, she had been picking her food instead of eating it. Her eyes had been glued to her plate and so Isis and Rhea had been eyeing her as they pondered about her detached state. “What is the matter with you Amber?” Isis asked, grabbing her attention. “Are you not grateful for what you have before you?” “She’s sad because I didn’t believe her stupid story,” Rhea reported with her gaze fixed on her mother. “What
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5: A Revelation About Mermaid
Indeed, there was always a lesson to learn in life and Amber had just learned one that she needed to apply. Hence, she had to say something to stop her mother from suspecting she was going through any kind of hell at Isis’s home. “You worry too much mother, I’m fine. Remember, they even changed my wardrobe.” Miriam seemed convinced given the smile she gave Amber. Amber was relieved that her mother did not have to worry about how she was being treated at Isis’s house even as right there she remembered an ugly incident that always broke her heart whenever it came to her mind. She could still see the smoke that rose from her burning clothes on the ground around which stood a sad looking her, a laughing Rhea, and a disdainful Isis. They were all staring down at her burning clothes on the ground behind Isis’s house. She could still recall the dialogue that followed. “So you miss these rags?” Isis had scoffed. “I liked the dress with many colors.” Amber had said tearfully. “My mother m
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6: Amber's Challenge
Amber was sleeping soundly, still buried in the euphoria and aftermath of her enjoyed break from housemaid work. While she was sleeping, a yawning Isis and Rhea entered the dining room and headed straight for the table, expecting their regular cups of coffee. There, their drowsy looks transformed into one of surprise as they encountered an empty table without their regular cups of coffee greeting them. “Mother, no coffee?” Rhea whined. “This is why I keep my maids with me.” Isis fumed. “Only a couple of days break and she has gotten lazy.” “Mother, please do something.” Rhea groaned, stormed to a chair, flopped down, and folded her arms as she took on a grumpy look. At that moment, Amber rushed into the dining, still clad in her night dress and looking disheveled from her panicky wake in her sudden realization that she had broken the coffee rule. “I am so sorry I woke up late.” She both apologized and explained hastily even as she earned scowls from them. “I’ll get your cups of c
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7: Amber's Quest Begins
Amber again reached for the cabinet, squatted down, and peered inside, seeking Isis’s missing bowl but it wasn’t there. She closed the cabinet, straightened up, and began chewing her finger nervously as she heard Isis’s voice from the dining again, a voice that she was growing to dread. “Amber” Isis called. Amber hastened to the stove and turned it off before answering with a dry cracking voice, a result of the fear that had gripped her. “Coming madam.” She forced her voice to sound brighter and repeated. “Coming madam.” She couldn’t help but continue to chew her finger and she looked around again, nervous as she remembered a scene that had taken place right there in the kitchen some time ago when she had first started to work in Isis’s house. She and Isis were in the kitchen and Isis was showing her the lost ornate-looking bowl which then was sitting on the counter. “This is my favorite bowl.” She said. “It’s from the king from when he had eyes for me. He pretended to be poor to
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8: Amber Meets Prince Arnold
Somewhere off Amber’s view, Arnold a young man, fine to behold, rowed his canoe faster, ignoring the chills he felt from the rain that had drenched him. He had heard the voice of a girl weeping and was eager to find out whom because, for no certain reason, it bothered him. “Who is that?” he wondered and listening closely, he observed that the voice seemed to be coming from somewhere ahead of him and so he paddled forward until he came into view of Isis’s house where he spotted Amber at the shore. Mercifully, the rain had started to recede and Amber looked up at the approaching Prince in his canoe and stopped crying. She rose and moved closer to the bank as he rowed his boat closer. On reaching the shore, he pinned the paddle into the earth and used that as a pole to anchor the canoe. Amber was wiping her tears with her hands as he approached and within earshot of her, he spoke. “You’re the one crying.” Amber nodded. Wasn’t it obvious? She wondered. “And you’re Arnold.” She coul
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9: Amber and Prince Arnold
Hours after Amber’s disappearance, the stormy weather was already back to normal. Isis and Rhea were standing at their front porch looking around in their night dress. “Why isn’t she back?” Rhea asked. “It’s midnight.” “Amber!” Isis called out into the still of the night and her voice echoed, followed by a forlorn silence. “What if something bad happened to her?” Rhea asked. “It was stormy and besides, she said she saw a mermaid, remember?” “Don’t be ridiculous.” Isis chided. “No one has seen one in quite a long time and no one is believed even if they claim to have seen one. The last person that claimed to see one was Amber’s father and he was not believed.” “So mermaids have been seen?” Rhea asked, surprised. “Folktales tell that this kingdom used to worship one who disappeared because of the wickedness of many people. There are also tales of them giving wealth to good people but I think that’s just stupid tales. Let’s go back inside. When she’s tired of staying out, she’ll re
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10: Where Is Amber and The Prince?
Barely seconds after the meeting had the search for Amber and Arnold begun. It was led by the King’s men who scouted the riverside of the village. Spiritedly, the searchers in different canoes looked for them, calling out their names but there was no response. After foraging the surrounding bushes, there was no sign of them. By sundown when the height of the river was at its lowest, the searchers were all over the water. With sticks, they poked around the riverbed, hoping to find their bodies as by this time, they were feared dead. The search went on with shouts of “Amber” and “Prince” but their calls were only met with echoes that faded into silence so that as night drew near, the sounds of calling birds and crickets filled the air and the exhausted search party returned home. After keeping up for another week, the search finally stopped, erasing all hope even from Prince and Amber’s loved ones. Three days later, Miriam was miserable as she sat outside her front porch with Cressida
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