The Final Petal Falls

I was alone, here in this dark room with only a beam of light to comfort me. My feelings of regret and loneliness were my only company. They did say misery loves company, I guess it loves me too much. As I gazed upon the beam of light, a certain sight caught my eyes; a tree. It was a cherry blossom tree with petals so vibrant that I almost wept tears of joy to see something other than darkness and despair.
A sound came echoing away from the room, slowly making its way to me. I shuttered and tensed, afraid of what was going to happen. I was just a frail woman who'd never fought in her entire life. How could I defend myself? I flinched at each an every footstep. My life was coming to an end as each step sounded closer and closer.
The door creaked and swayed, a woman on the other side of the door. I noticed her features almost immediately and blinked, expecting a harsh looking man. She was lean yet figured with an hourglass shape. Her skin was flawless like ivory and her lips were the color of poison. Her silver locks nearly touched the floor and her eyes; I could not forget them. They were the color of insanity at its peek. A brilliant and vibrant green like the hills of Ireland.
She smiled at me and held a needle up, tapping it ever so slightly. I gasped and backed up, my frail form against the cold wall. She shook her head and snapped her fingers, allowing men to step in and grabbed each of my limbs, holding me down to the ground. I groaned and struggled, succeeding in kicking one in the face and punching another in the eye. They growled and clocked me on my head, causing my vision to become blurry. Was this the end? Was that a syringe full of my death? I didn't know. My last thoughts as she placed the needle into my veins were fleeting but were still there as I became unconscious; help me.

Asylum looked down at the now unconscious girl. "Why must they always be so stubborn.." she said in a solemn tone. She leaned down and petted the young girls hair, "She is beautiful though...I can understand why they wanted her. In time she will come to understand we are not here to harm her. Bring her.." The men picked the young woman up and followed their mistress to one of the bedrooms that lay upstairs above ground. Once inside the room the men laid the girl down on the bed and left the room already knowing their mistress will. As the men left Asylum brought out a cleaning cloth, starting to clean the dirt off the young womans face and arms. She lay a dress at the foot of her bed. "You will turn out nicely..I do hope."

I awoke, dazzed and still with blurred vision. A groan arose from my throat, which was sore and raspy. I glanced dazzily around the room, looking for the time. Was there a clock or something to tell me how long I was out? It seemed to be not. I rubbed my head, my black locks now ragged and my blue eyes hazed with confusion.
I noticed a dress and blinked, now noticing my surrounding. I was in a well lit room that was taken care of quiet well. In fact, I started to feel relieved. Maybe it was a dream and I finally woke up. I shook my head, knowing this stuff was not my own. Where was I and what happened to me. I grimaced as I started to feel the pain in my arm and gripped it tightly, holding back tears. My body was starting to feel fevered and flustered. What did she inject into me? I slid off the bed, holding my arm. The dress slid down as well and landed on my head, its silken material soft to the touch.
I took it off of my head and stared at it, taking in all the details. It was a pale blue with black and white lace through out the entire design. I noticed the resemblance of gemstones within the collar of the dress and gasped; It was very beautiful and elegant. Why would such a lovely dress be next to me? Was I supposed to wear it?
I shrugged slightly and placed the dress upon my body, letting it show my true elegance as it hugged each and every curve. Was this my fate? To be a dress up doll or to just be tortured to thinking that I had it easy for now? I hoped this would end soon as I began to weep.

"Why do you weep child?" Aslyum asked from the dark corner of the room. Her hair tied back now, braided down her back. The dress she wore showed off her breasts and hips well. Her muscle toned stomach was shown as well. "I do not understand why your kind weeps..." she muttered and took a small step out of the shadows. "You look lovely in the gown I picked out for you...do you remember what happened earlier..at all?"

She gasped and back up, struggling to stand up completely. She inched herself to the wall found a letter opener made of brass. She grasped it in her hands and gulped, trembling in fear. "I..I...Where am I? And who are you? What did I do to deserve being in a...a.a dark room and locked away?" I was scared but atleast I had some-kind of weapon. I noticed her look and shook my head, trying my best not to notice her beauty. I noticed a window and darted towards it, trying my best to open it with the letter opener. I had to escape.

"The window's won't open..so that's pointless. My name is Asylum, you did nothing to deserve that and I am sorry you were treated as such way. I hadn't been notified that you were down there when you got here. You see we saved you from the Exiled men of these lands. I take it they went and took you from..where ever you are from. This realm..probably looks like your old home but I think you should know that it is not. Women here are treated with the up most regards...we are worshiped here, of course there are those who have a higher standing here than most. I..would be the highest of them all. I assure you, that you will never be mistreated here. Not again, not under my watch." She said slowly as she walked towards the young girl, slowly taking the blade from her hand. "You are safe child..what is your name?"

I blinked, calming down a bit. Did what she say, was it true? I felt it was so. I adjusted myself and my hair, placing it behind my ears and looked down, now feeling ashamed. "My name is....My name...Um...I.. My head..." I slumped over a bit and rubbed my head, trying my best to remember. What was my name? Where was I and where did I come from?

Asylum softly took the girls hand in her own. "Do not stress yourself to remember. It will come back to you in time..for now...I shall call you...Raven..yes..I think that will work for you. Your hair is as black as a Raven is..I think it works. Would you care to take a look around my home?"

The name Raven did sound quite nice. Yes it would do. I blushed slightly as she gripped my hand within her own. "That would be nice....." I would like to know my surroundings after all. Who wouldn't?

She gave her best smile towards the girl and lead her out of the room. "We shall start with the bottom and work our way to the top!" Aslyum giggled, making her way down to the first floor. "This is the obviously the entry way here, which goes towards the dining hall and the ball room. Over here is the kitchen, I have never really stepped foot in there though. The facilities are over this way, and down that hall are many more bedrooms, but they are all taken up by my maids.

I glanced at everything in sight, taking in every tiny detail. This place was fairly nice, its decor on the fancy level. Everything oozed elegance and something inside me boiled; envy. This place was like a dream, everything was tight and clean, nothing out of place. Even the maids were beautiful. I gulped and nodded at everything she said, my mind wrapped in thoughts.