The Little Princess Chapter 4
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fatandnerdy30"Why hasn't she woken yet?"
Susan? Hannah heard the woman's voice, but it was so far away yet so loud. She tried to open her eyes, but the darkness was on her again, swallowing her.
"I'm worried. She hasn't changed. She's still the same."
"I don't' know. She has Remondin's blood, but she's also human. There's never been a human, half or not, brought here before. Maybe she won't change."
Hannah heard Susan gasp at the unfamiliar voice. What were they talking about? She wanted to ask so many questions, but she was so tired, and blackness took her again.
"It's been three days! How much did you give her?"
Three days for what? Gave who what?
"The usual amount you'd give a human, I suppose. I don't know, I've never done this before."
Susan sounded upset. Why?
"She'd better wake up soon, Susan. Or he won't be happy."
Who?
"Traian? You didn't say anything, did you?"
The darkness seemed to be slipping a little, and she could hear more than a few words this time.
"Nothing about Hannah. But, I had to tell him about Michelle. He kept asking questions, knowing you went to go see her."
Why were they talking about her mother? Did this the man know her too?
"Damnit Traian! If I'd known that was where you were going, I would have stopped you. At least tell me you were gentle about it?"
"Yes, Susan. But he didn't take it too well. When I left there was already a serving girl bringing ale to his room. A lot of ale."
Hannah could feel more of her body, her limbs tingling a bit, and her head was becoming clearer.
"Remmy doesn't drink. I should go talk to him."
She heard fabric moving, the sound louder than it should have been. Maybe she needed more sleep? No, she wasn't tired anymore. She was curious.
"Ummm," Traian's voice began, sounding unsure. "He should be on his way here right now. I'm sorry, Susan. I panicked. He called earlier when you were out. He was so upset, and I told him that you needed to rest, but he told me three days had been enough and he would be here later."
Who was coming? She didn't recognize the name Remondin. She had so many questions, but she had to more awake to ask them and she was getting frustrated.
"What!? Traian, sometimes I wonder why I said yes when you proposed. Let me move Hannah to another room. I don't think he can take two shocks in a week."
Hannah suddenly felt her body being moved onto something soft and warm, but it almost felt like leather. It was also soothing, almost like being enveloped by a mother all at once. With a sigh she snuggled into the warmth, moving onto her side and unable to lift her eyes they were so heavy.
There was a sudden knocking noise and all too soon and she was on another surface that was so soft that she sank into it. In the distance, she heard a door close, but she didn't hear the click of the knob.
She must have slipped into sleep again because instead of two voices she heard three when she opened her eyes. Hannah knew Traian and Susan's voices, but the third was new. It was another man, his voice deep and powerful, a rumble that almost seemed to soothe her, but his tone was upset.
"Susan, why didn't you contact me right away when you found out?"
She heard Susan sigh. "Because I knew it was the kind of news you had to hear in person. Michelle would have done the same."
They were talking about her mother again. Hannah groaned and brought a hand to her aching head. She opened her eyes, squinting a bit at the light until she became adjusted. But when she looked around, she was instantly confused. Where was she? The room wasn't one she'd seen before. And why was the ceiling so high?
Gingerly she sat up, wincing when her head spun a bit, her vision still a little foggy. She sunk into whatever she was laying on, her body lost in a sea of white. She took in the room the best she could, and it seemed normal. A desk, dresser with a mirror on top, but why did everything seem so...big? It had to be her head...but why did it...the burrito!
Hannah gasped when she remembered the burrito Susan had given her, and it tasted funny. Was it drugged? It had to have been. But why would she need to do that? Wait, had she been kidnapped? Hannah whipped her head to the door she'd heard Susan's voice coming from. She was going to get answers.
Getting up, she walked through the white cloud. She couldn't let Susan near her, or she might drug her again. She made it to an edge of her-prison?- and stopped, looking down. Instantly her head spun from the long drop to the floor. Why was it so far away? She had to have been in some kind of prison, but it was too comfortable.
She heard what sounded like a chair scraping against wood, then material shifting.
"I'll be right back. Traian, make some tea for us please."
Susan was coming! Hannah turned from the confusingly large drop and ran as best she could across the white terrain, her limbs still a little wobbly. Where could she hide? She'd be seen no matter she went. What if she went down? No, there would be no way to get back to the edge before Susan came in, and from the sound of the footsteps, she was near. But, Hannah had to try something. She took the path back toward the edge of her prison and fell to her stomach, wiggling back a bit, but it was too late.
The door creaked open behind the girl and she froze when she heard a loud gasp. Hannah turned terrified eyes on the door, expecting to see Susan, which she did, but something was off. She blinked away her cloudy vision but nothing changed. Standing right there was the same Susan she'd gotten used to seeing, but she was giant! Sure she was tall when they'd first met, but now the woman had to stand at least eighty feet tall.
The giant Susan took a step toward Hannah, and the girl felt the tremors from the floor through her body and that was when she lost it. She let out an ear-piercing scream, struggling to get back up, her legs feeling like jelly as they flailed until she hoisted herself up.
"No, no, don't scream," Susan said quickly, her voice meaning to be soft, but it sounded loud to Hannah's ears.
The girl let out another scream, scrambling away on her hands and feet, wide-eyed and terrified as the giant woman came closer. "What did you do to me?!" she screamed, her voice breaking.
"I'll tell you if you just stop screaming," Susan pleaded, taking another small step forward, this time not stopping until she reached Hannah, staring down at her, her knees eye level with the girl.
Hannah's eyes went to the mirror on the dresser when she saw the woman's reflection and she gasped, shaking her head. This wasn't a prison, it was a bed! But she looked insignificant compared to the pillow she was sinking into. She let out another scream at the revelation.
"What the bloody hell is going on in here?"
The door opened once more and Hannah found herself staring up at another giant. The man first looked to Susan, then to the bed and he froze.
The girl was caught up in his wide eyes gaze, watching his face whiten.
"Michelle?"
Susan? Hannah heard the woman's voice, but it was so far away yet so loud. She tried to open her eyes, but the darkness was on her again, swallowing her.
"I'm worried. She hasn't changed. She's still the same."
"I don't' know. She has Remondin's blood, but she's also human. There's never been a human, half or not, brought here before. Maybe she won't change."
Hannah heard Susan gasp at the unfamiliar voice. What were they talking about? She wanted to ask so many questions, but she was so tired, and blackness took her again.
"It's been three days! How much did you give her?"
Three days for what? Gave who what?
"The usual amount you'd give a human, I suppose. I don't know, I've never done this before."
Susan sounded upset. Why?
"She'd better wake up soon, Susan. Or he won't be happy."
Who?
"Traian? You didn't say anything, did you?"
The darkness seemed to be slipping a little, and she could hear more than a few words this time.
"Nothing about Hannah. But, I had to tell him about Michelle. He kept asking questions, knowing you went to go see her."
Why were they talking about her mother? Did this the man know her too?
"Damnit Traian! If I'd known that was where you were going, I would have stopped you. At least tell me you were gentle about it?"
"Yes, Susan. But he didn't take it too well. When I left there was already a serving girl bringing ale to his room. A lot of ale."
Hannah could feel more of her body, her limbs tingling a bit, and her head was becoming clearer.
"Remmy doesn't drink. I should go talk to him."
She heard fabric moving, the sound louder than it should have been. Maybe she needed more sleep? No, she wasn't tired anymore. She was curious.
"Ummm," Traian's voice began, sounding unsure. "He should be on his way here right now. I'm sorry, Susan. I panicked. He called earlier when you were out. He was so upset, and I told him that you needed to rest, but he told me three days had been enough and he would be here later."
Who was coming? She didn't recognize the name Remondin. She had so many questions, but she had to more awake to ask them and she was getting frustrated.
"What!? Traian, sometimes I wonder why I said yes when you proposed. Let me move Hannah to another room. I don't think he can take two shocks in a week."
Hannah suddenly felt her body being moved onto something soft and warm, but it almost felt like leather. It was also soothing, almost like being enveloped by a mother all at once. With a sigh she snuggled into the warmth, moving onto her side and unable to lift her eyes they were so heavy.
There was a sudden knocking noise and all too soon and she was on another surface that was so soft that she sank into it. In the distance, she heard a door close, but she didn't hear the click of the knob.
She must have slipped into sleep again because instead of two voices she heard three when she opened her eyes. Hannah knew Traian and Susan's voices, but the third was new. It was another man, his voice deep and powerful, a rumble that almost seemed to soothe her, but his tone was upset.
"Susan, why didn't you contact me right away when you found out?"
She heard Susan sigh. "Because I knew it was the kind of news you had to hear in person. Michelle would have done the same."
They were talking about her mother again. Hannah groaned and brought a hand to her aching head. She opened her eyes, squinting a bit at the light until she became adjusted. But when she looked around, she was instantly confused. Where was she? The room wasn't one she'd seen before. And why was the ceiling so high?
Gingerly she sat up, wincing when her head spun a bit, her vision still a little foggy. She sunk into whatever she was laying on, her body lost in a sea of white. She took in the room the best she could, and it seemed normal. A desk, dresser with a mirror on top, but why did everything seem so...big? It had to be her head...but why did it...the burrito!
Hannah gasped when she remembered the burrito Susan had given her, and it tasted funny. Was it drugged? It had to have been. But why would she need to do that? Wait, had she been kidnapped? Hannah whipped her head to the door she'd heard Susan's voice coming from. She was going to get answers.
Getting up, she walked through the white cloud. She couldn't let Susan near her, or she might drug her again. She made it to an edge of her-prison?- and stopped, looking down. Instantly her head spun from the long drop to the floor. Why was it so far away? She had to have been in some kind of prison, but it was too comfortable.
She heard what sounded like a chair scraping against wood, then material shifting.
"I'll be right back. Traian, make some tea for us please."
Susan was coming! Hannah turned from the confusingly large drop and ran as best she could across the white terrain, her limbs still a little wobbly. Where could she hide? She'd be seen no matter she went. What if she went down? No, there would be no way to get back to the edge before Susan came in, and from the sound of the footsteps, she was near. But, Hannah had to try something. She took the path back toward the edge of her prison and fell to her stomach, wiggling back a bit, but it was too late.
The door creaked open behind the girl and she froze when she heard a loud gasp. Hannah turned terrified eyes on the door, expecting to see Susan, which she did, but something was off. She blinked away her cloudy vision but nothing changed. Standing right there was the same Susan she'd gotten used to seeing, but she was giant! Sure she was tall when they'd first met, but now the woman had to stand at least eighty feet tall.
The giant Susan took a step toward Hannah, and the girl felt the tremors from the floor through her body and that was when she lost it. She let out an ear-piercing scream, struggling to get back up, her legs feeling like jelly as they flailed until she hoisted herself up.
"No, no, don't scream," Susan said quickly, her voice meaning to be soft, but it sounded loud to Hannah's ears.
The girl let out another scream, scrambling away on her hands and feet, wide-eyed and terrified as the giant woman came closer. "What did you do to me?!" she screamed, her voice breaking.
"I'll tell you if you just stop screaming," Susan pleaded, taking another small step forward, this time not stopping until she reached Hannah, staring down at her, her knees eye level with the girl.
Hannah's eyes went to the mirror on the dresser when she saw the woman's reflection and she gasped, shaking her head. This wasn't a prison, it was a bed! But she looked insignificant compared to the pillow she was sinking into. She let out another scream at the revelation.
"What the bloody hell is going on in here?"
The door opened once more and Hannah found herself staring up at another giant. The man first looked to Susan, then to the bed and he froze.
The girl was caught up in his wide eyes gaze, watching his face whiten.
"Michelle?"
