A crimson tide of red rose petals flooded the stone castle floor as the wind blew through the open oak window. Each petal turned and danced as they swept the dirty surface.
But who would bring such as beautiful gesture? Where did these velvet petals come from? Was it a handsome prince? Asking for her hand in marriage, who will burst through the doors and whisk her away on a magic carpet ride?
Or perhaps, these delicate petals are cursed by an old haggard witch, to trick her into giving up her youth and beauty.
What if these innocent petals are poisonous and with one single touch cast her into a deep slumber? Only to be woken by true loves kiss, from a charming man she has never met, from a family she has never known.
It is possible her father left them? Testing her love for him by expecting an even grander gift in reply to prove her devotion to him. And if she does reply with grand gift proving her devotion, he will gift her the castle and the land over her two sisters.
Of course, these are all silly thoughts. Never would they come true for her, a chamber maid. A chamber maid to the most beautiful princess in all the land, loved by all. They couldn’t possibly be for the servant who smells like soiled garments.
‘If only I was so lucky’ she thought as she gathered the first rose petal, ‘these would never be for me’. The maid looked around to see if anybody was watching and took one stolen kiss of the single petal in her fingertips. But as she reveled in its sweet smell the servant felt a strange sensation like a thousand tiny spiders running up her legs.
BANG! CLACK! -------- Lightning struck the young chamber maid and she fell to the ground with a thud. Dead.
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