Loving a Prince

I can smell something like dried herbs or the smell of oleander. But where is the smell coming from?. I opened up my eyes with the poking sensation of something onto my face. My eyes were still blurry, but I was still able to see them. Yes, it was a book as I had expected. It was left open in front of me as I fell asleep while reading it. I felt assured to see that. I closed the book on the table and yawned and stretched for a while till I felt comfortable. It was then I noticed my reflection in the glass in front of me. I, myself was shocked by it. " I....I....." I ran to the mirror to see whether what I was seeing was true or not. The reflection of me was not the same old me from before. The nerd woman with glasses is now a beautiful woman with long and curly hair. I was touching my face and hair to see whether what I was seeing was a dream or not. But it was real. This hair and all and these long legs, my thin waist, everything is true. Oh god, you must be playing a joke with me right? I need someone to pinch my face to get me out of this dream. I pinched myself to find myself in the same place I was before. I take a seat on the stool there. This is not a dream. Roaming around my eyes throughout the room I saw that this room was not similar to the one I had. My house was, kinda old, which was filled with books only. My room was not like this. Guess, this seems like a library. I don't have one right? Then did I came here in my sleep? This sounds like a dream. I get up from my seat then went to the other room. It was an old house from ancient settings. The walls are the signs of old age. There was a picture in the hallway. A woman and a man there along with a girl and a boy. Don't I have the same face as the girl?. Nothing seems to make any sense to me. When I went to the living room, I saw that there was a small kitchen there along with tables and chairs. When I took a seat there I heard a noise from the door. '' I am home,'' called a manly voice. Who's this?. I should go and see for myself. When I opened the door I saw a man standing there. He had some bread and fruits in his hands. '' I am home Margarett,'' said the man with a smile. I was not able to understand who he is. He went inside without saying anything. '' It's such a long and tiring day you know? I had to go to the east to look for the fruits. Are you done making the dinner? Keith will be back soon from his friend's home.'' Was he asking me about it?. '' I haven't made anything yet,'' I replied to him. He placed the bread in one tray of the kitchen and fruits on the table. Wait for dinner? Is it already nighttime?. I looked outside the window to see that it was already dark out. Do they live in this house? This man and that boy? Me too? Did the woman went somewhere else also?. '' Guess, I will cook for us then. Can you help me out with the chopping, etc?''. I nod without thinking. I can cook for myself anyway. He was chatting with me while cooking. Who's this man? And why am I in the house anyway?. Wait, Keith? Where did I hear that name? Also Margarett, My name is not Margarett anyway. My name is Catherine. Why are they calling me Margarett?. Has my soul entered the body of the girl called Margarett? Now, this sounds suspicious. Is this possible to do so?. And this scenario seems to be known to me as well. Why's that?. '' I dropped the apples, wash them, dearly,'' said my dad. I went to the sink. I can't remember when this scenario happened. And just when I went to wash them on the sink there was a loud shout. '' I am home, where are you sister?'' said the yelling voice of the boy. He was around the same age as me but he has to be one year younger than me. With the radiating blond hair and dark green orbs, he was just like the first sunshine of the morning. The man and I had some resemblance. Maybe Margarett takes after her father and he takes after his mother, meaning the woman in the picture. Without realizing Keith hugs me tightly. '' I Had missed you a lot sister, how was your day?'' he asked with a broader smile on his face. My heart swooned for a moment there. This is the first time a boy hugged me. Is this alright? I mean am I allowed to do this ?. '' It was good,'' I stuttered without thinking. Even the man was quite handsome. Are all the people in here celebrities or something?. '' Let's have dinner,'' said the man placing the food on the table. '' I am hungry,'' Keith said taking a seat on the chair. I also sat down beside him as well. Among the nicely presented foods, I was able to feel something as if it was a Deja Vu. Wait, a second, isn't this the scene from the story' Prince, how can I love you?' the one that I had been reading the other day?. Yeah, it has to be that. The same following events had been happening recently. But why? I can't work out what am I doing in the story itself? Have I transferred into the world of the story itself?. This is not possible, tell me?. If that's the way the story is going then Keith will say,'' Sister, I have a present for you. Will, you accept it?''. There it is he's doing the same thing that happened in the story. He took out a nicely wrapped pendant for me. I took it. '' Open it, there's something for you in there,'' he said with a smile. I know the picture of your mother is in there. Don't tell me the same thing is going to happen as well. Yes, there was the picture of the woman in the picture there. '' You are always missing Mom right? That's why I had gone out and brought this for you. How do you like it?'' he asked with sparkling eyes. I could only smile. '' I like it very much, Thank you, Keith'' '' It's not that great but I hope you like it and keep it to you all day. Keep it as a keepsake for me. This way I will be always with you wherever you go. I will be following you around keeping you away from harm.'' There he goes, Keith's possessive love for his sister. He hasn't changed at all since the novel. Wish he would fix his sister complex. It was then the man, meaning my dad coughed, clearing his throat. '' You know that we have to leave early tomorrow. Have you packed your things as of yet? Greece is far from Snowden right?''. '' I am done packing my things. Only Sister is not done, right? Don't worry I will do it for you,'' Keith said. We will be leaving for Greece tomorrow. I will be traveling in the story? How much ridiculous can it be? I am astonished at myself. How on earth did I come to this world? Can someone tell me what happened during the time I was reading the book? This doesn't seem like a dream either. I always wanted to enter the world of books. Is that the reason god fulfilled my wish? I don't blame these people, they are good. Still is it possible to live in the world of books?. Wait, That means that I can do whatever I want and it won't affect the life that I had been living all these while? Doesn't this seem like a dream come true or something? Thank you, god, for giving me this opportunity. I am going to do whatever I want here. This will be a lavish life which I had always wanted to. I have my books with me myself Don't I? as I was eating the food happily I recalled something. We will be leaving for Greece. Then how would I be able to carry my books with me?. I need to ask my dad about it. '' Dad, I have a request. Will you listen to me?'' I asked trying to sound as noble as ever. The color of both of their faces changed. '' I won't let you take those bundles of books with us. We don't have the space for that, and this is my decision which can't be changed. I hope you understand that.'' My dad said. The spoon in my hands falls off the table. I was shocked as if the whole world had crumbled before my feet. The whole world was starting to seem dark to me as if the darkness had engulfed me.