The Lost Luna

Chapter-6

Penelope was screaming because of the burn she was feeling on her breasts. Her vision blurred. The pain and shock of what was happening was so immense that she did not know what to do to stop it, at the moment it all happened. The best thing which occurred to her was to scream, so she did. When she stopped screaming, she was able to hear someone screaming. At first she thought that her mind was playing tricks on her and making her hear these types of things, all because of the pain, but that thought seemed so unreal to her. When her vision cleared, she saw the maid who brought her the breakfast and tea, screaming.

When the maid realized that Penelope was not screaming, she stopped herself from screaming any further. "Are you OK, Miss?" the maid asked her. "My skin is burning. Can you do anything to help me?" Penelope asked. "The maid quickly nodded and went to the door to tell the guards to get someone to bring her an ointment. They quickly sprang into action. The maid returned to her and asked her if she would like to take a bath. It would help ease the pain a bit before someone got them an ointment.

Penelope, in utter pain, was not able to say anything so she started undressing, or was trying to. When she reached her back, the fabric of her dress started to press on her chest. Feeling the hot tea again touching her breasts, she stopped doing it and got in a normal standing position. The maid saw this and asked, "Would you like me to help you get out of your dress?" Peneloep replied hastily, "Yes please! Be quick. It is causing me more pain now." The maid nodded and got at the back of her dress.

Penelope was wearing the same dress she was wearing last night on her birthday. It was a short white dress, but not too short. The end of it touched her knees easily. Now that she looked down at her dress she saw a giant tea stain starting where her neck of the dress started. Mother got me this dress a few days ago so I could celebrate my birthday in it and I ruined it. I am sure that when I meet her, she will scold me for it or maybe she will forget about it because she has so many other things to scold me for. What a disastrous child I am. I caused my whole family a great deal of trouble.

Her dress fell off of her, causing her to go back to reality. Now she was only in her underwear and a bra. Both of them were white, so they would not be visible from her white dress. The maid escorted her towards the bathroom, which was on the right side of the room. The door to it was in the far corner of the room. She entered it and saw a giant bath tub in the centre. It is so giant that it could easily have five people in it without any tightness to be caused to others beside them. The tub was filled already. She wondered who filled it up and when or if it was filled a long time ago. Who knows?

She got into it. The maid said "I think I should let you soak yourself in it and relax. In the meantime, I should check why the ointment is not here yet. I think you don't have a spare dress as well, so I will bring a dress for you to get into after this." Penelope did not know what to reply to that, so she simply nodded. After seeing her nod, the maid left Penelope in the bathroom alone. Now that she was completely alone, she looked around at her surroundings. The bathroom was shockingly white in color. After seeing the bedroom, she thought that the bathroom was also going to be iris-colored but surprisingly, it was not. It was in cream color, just like the nightstands back in the room.

The pain in her breast was easing but it did not go away entirely. She was happy that at least the cold water was helping her and lowering the pain. Her further thoughts were interpreted by the maid. She again came in and again with a tray in hand which only contained a small bowl with white ointment. Penelope noticed it when she set the tray beside her. "Do you want me to apply it to you or would you like to do it yourself?" the maid asked her. She thought that she had already caused her a lot of trouble, so she said that she could do it herself. She also added, "Would you mind bringing me the dress?" to this the maid smiled and nodded and went out of the door again. She was again left alone.

This time she started thinking about how to get out of this mess and go back to her home. She asked herself if she still remembered the way back home? She did a bit but it was not at all enough for her to be able to escape and find her way back. Last night, when she was taken here by those men, she was not able to focus on the path or on the directions they were taking her in because it was so dark she was only able to see because there was moonlight there, but it was not really enough for her. She thought that it was daytime now and she would be able to see people outside of the Palace, wandering around. She could ask them for directions.

She thought about the garden she saw outside of the room a few minutes ago. She was thinking of the dress the maid was probably bringing for her. She started to think that she could tear the dress into as many pieces as possible. She further thought that she could make a rope out of it by tying those pieces together. She could then hang them out of the window and get to the ground and the garden. She thought that the men who had kidnapped her got her in from the back door of the Palace and she would also be able to find it. Hopefully, in time, she has to be careful in order not to get caught. Now she only had to wait for the maid to get her a dress to make a rope out of. She then saw the ointment on the tray and picked it up to apply it to her wound.