Chapter 6

The sound of birds chirping and distant happy laughter met my ears as I rolled over in the bed and sighed against the feel of the silk sheets surrounding my body that were unlike anything I've ever felt in my life. Goodness, I don't remember the pillows of the hotel feeling so soft and like marshmallows against my face. I could literally sleep here forever and I wouldn't mind. 

I mean, Mevrou Schoeman hasn't come to wake us up yet, so maybe I can enjoy a few more minutes in this...seemingly much larger bed than the single bed I'd shared with Sihle who I kept kicking over and over. 

I stretched my arm out and my other leg to feel for Sihle but I couldn't find her body. I buried my face into the blanket, shying away from the warm sun on my face so I can open my eyes and look around for Sihle. Knowing her, she probably woke up a long time ago and just let me sleep and will wake me up when she's done so I can get ready. Great friend, and there's no sarcasm there. 

"Sihle?" I called out groggily as I flipped onto my back and scratched my eyes. Immediately wiping the inner corners of my eyes of that devil dirt that I just couldn't stand. 

When I didn't hear a response I moved my fingers from my eyes and opened them, looking up at the ceiling that definitely did not look like the plain white popcorn ceiling from that hotel. I blinked several times, before I turned my head to the side and looked around the unfamiliar bedroom that seemed fit for some millionaire. 

I opened my mouth, my first reaction to scream because I didn't know how to react, before something...or should I say someone? She couldn't have been bigger than my middle finger, with tiny sparkly wings and pink wild hair.

"Don't scream," she rushed out as she actually stood on the tip of my nose, "just hear me out first, ok?" She said just as quickly, wanting to squeeze in as many words as possible, "ok first of all, good morning...I believe your name's Sarafi-" 

She didn't get a chance to finish because my voice just came right out and I screamed. I flailed my arms wildly to get her off my face before I shot out from the bed and slipped on the tiled floor but I jumped right back up and ran towards the door. 

"Stop," I heard her order before I did exactly that. Not because I wanted to, but my body suddenly froze, "now turn around," I heard her voice but I couldn't see her, "and calmly walk back into the bed, tuck yourself in and listen," and that's what I did. I walked back to the bed, calmly, my heart was beating normally and I felt a small smile grow on my face as this unnatural creature now stood-...floated? On eye level as she looked at me with a smile attached to her face. 

I wanted to scream and run but all I could do was widen my eyes at the sight of this tiny human. 

"Now as I was saying, good morning, Sarafina. My name's Elisabeth and I'm a fairy," she giggled as she twirled in the air and turned her attention back to me, "now, I know that you're scared and shocked, especially since you fell asleep in your hotel room and now you have a fairy inches from your face. Well, I'll just get straight to it. Sarafina, you're a very important person, that Alpha Quentin has been looking for, for a very long time." 

"Who is Alpha Quentin, you may want to ask, but I'm not the one who'll answer those questions. I'm simply the one who's assigned to take care of you and become your companion. I'm here to help you adjust from your old life to this new life of yours that's going to be very challenging because not only does he have eight wives but he has 34 children and well," she giggled, "it's going to be a ride that'll need a seatbelt, or several. Other than that, I think you'll come to love this new life of yours." 

She paused and looked at me before she blinked, "oh, yes, so, you can go ahead and go have a shower or a bath, whichever you'd like," her wide smile got even wider as she zoomed away and called for my name and my head turned in the direction of her voice, "while I was waiting for you to wake up, I started making a whole lot of gowns for you and I know you'll absolutely love them. Ok, so this is the bathroom, come on," she urged as she opened the bathroom door and I walked into it and looked around the room. 

"What do you think? It's beautiful, I know," she said without waiting for me to answer, but she wasn't wrong. This bathroom looked like it cost my entire tuition fees, "you've got the best room in the whole manor, so...yeah...take a bath and I'll be right here and waiting for you," she said as she flew over the door handle and sat on the knob before tilting her head and looking at me eagerly. 

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"Oh, everybody is so anxious to meet you," she said as she zoomed around my body, the wild tinkering of her wings meeting my ears as I stood still and she did whatever she was doing to me. 

If it was up to me, I would've ran away screaming a long time ago, but this little fairy or whatever the hell it is, has taken control over my body. So I literally move as she instructs and there's nothing that I can do about it. 

When I was done in the shower, she instructed me to stand in the middle of the bedroom, for which I did, and then she just closed her eyes and next thing I know, I'm already dressed. I was wearing a white two piece dress with black polka dots. The top part of the dress, which was just a crop top, held my girls perfectly and the lower part of the dress, which is actually a skirt, reached my ankles, and it too, fit perfectly. 

My hair was in a low ponytail and I wasn't wearing any shoes. 

"There," she said satisfied, "you look beautiful," she smiled at me and all I did was try to speak but nothing came out. 

She clicked her fingers like she'd forgotten something, "oh, yes, I've taken away your ability to talk, sorry, I forgot," she said and then whatever was blocking my words from escaping my mouth was gone. 

"Please don't kill me. What's going on? Please take me home. I swear I won't tell anyone you've kidnapped me. I'm just a child, I don't do drugs and I never have. What's going on? How are you real?" 

"Oh," she fanned herself, "now I remember why I've taken away your speech," she said as she turned and waved her hand, "I promise all of your questions will be answered when we go down to breakfast." 

"How do I know you won't hurt me?" 

"Because you're very precious to someone here," she replied nonchalantly, "if even a hair of yours is out of place, he'll murder everyone he suspects." 

"Who is this he?" 

"My, well only Alpha Quentin, of course." 

"Wh-" 

"Maybe you know him as Quentin Wynverston, the owner of Wynverston Arts and Creativity Museum," she sang and I felt a chill run up my spine, remembering the man that I'd met on that day. 

"Wh...what does he want with me?" I asked her, scared of what would come outside of this bedroom as I walked to the door, following behind the fairy. 

She swung the door open and bowed in my direction, "it's all matters of the heart, darling." 

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