When she was done talking to me I asked Sapphire to come to my room. She courteously closed the door behind her as she smiled at me. "Yes Malady, was there something that you wanted to discuss in private?" She asked with honey in her voice. "How old are you?" I asked her. "I'm 10 years old." She responded. "Oh, you look pretty." I blushed. She bowed in thanks. "What did she mean by you're my servant?" I asked. "Simply put mistress, I provide all your wants and needs. Your wish is my command." She gently put a light fist to her chest. "So you'll do whatever I say?" I asked deviously. "That is correct." The light flickered unlike her endearing gase. "Explain grandma's story to me." I took her hand as I went to the sofa. She remained standing when I sat. "Why won't you sit with me?" I pouted. "I was not told to sit down malady." She rehearsed. "Sit with me and don't be so stuck up." I urged her. "Very well."

The Xander house is separated into two parts, the masters and the servants. The pureblooded children, that were born from the lord and head mistress of the family and the impure. The impure are the servants of the Xander family, and they hold the title X. If an impure does something horrible, she is stripped of her title and thrown out. You are the princess of the Xander family because you are the last pureblooded daughter.

"I don't understand!" I grabbed my head in frustration. "It doesn't matter. I'm the princess and that's all there is to it." I giggled.

Suddenly we heard a gentle bell ringing down the hall. "It's dinner time Madam." Sapphire smiled. "Could you just call me CJ?" I took her hand. "I'm afraid I can't do that." She whispered. "Lady, Cleopatra Jasmine Onera Xander." We went to the first dining room where everyone was gathered to celebrate my visit. I looked around at the magnificent colors displayed throughout the room. The painting of the magical night sky blended with the subtle purple lighting. I looked up at the purple sapphire chandelier. It was beautiful. I noticed there were no male servants in the room, as she took me to my chair. The occasion was so unexpected and unusual that I thought they were going to sing happy birthday to me.

Soon, the food arrived and the display was even grander than what I saw at Mrs. Apate's house. Even the sweet aroma of the food danced around the room. I looked at the black and gold tablecloth and the meal that was set before me. I looked down at it and remembered that daddy wasn't there with me. My expression grew dim as I sat and ate quietly like a good girl. When we returned to my room my heart dragged on the floor. "Is there something that I can do to cheer you up, malady?" Sapphire asked with concern painted on her face. "I miss daddy." I mumbled as I lifted my hands to my face. "Oh. Would you like to go back home then?" Sapphire asked. "I- Yes, can you take me home?" I requested earnestly. "Very well." She walked outside and returned 5 minutes later. "Would you like to change your attire?" She asked. I nodded.

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When we left I was escorted by a few maids into a fancy car. I still found it strange that all of my servants were female so I asked the driver when we entered the car. "The head mistress requested it for your safety." She replied. "Who is that?" I whispered to Sapphire. "That is Jet, she is your bodyguard." She replied. I hadn't realized when the car had started, I just felt it moving.

When we arrived at my house, all of the lights were off. They all walked with me to the front door. "Let me go in alone, I don't want to startle him." I said to them as they unlocked the door. The lights were on in the living room and it smelled sweet of candle wax. The sweet floral fragrance embraced the evening warmth. I looked at the dining table where there was a candle that had fallen over. As I walked to the hall flower petals were littered onto the floor. They melted under the soles of my shoes. When I entered the hall I saw women's socks and shoes. Subtle rustling creeped across the hall and stopped. I peeked into daddy's room. The dim yellow light from the lamp on the nightstand draped itself unto a woman. She was covered by black sheets and her black hair hung hiding her face. As she breathed her shoulders rose and fell slowly. She looked as if she was hiding something. Then I heard a whisper, "Apate, I love you." Daddy's heavy voice breathed fear into my heart. "Daddy?" I called as I slowly opened the door. She turned to me as if I was a ghost. "CJ, I- I'm sorry." Daddy said as they both scampered to hide skin and embarrassment. "What are you doing here!?" I raised my voice at her. She faced the other way in shame. "Onera! You're Such a burden!" Apate screamed. "Wake up!" She yelled as the scenery immediately changed to a dark office. "Why couldn't you have just left us alone!?" Mrs. Apate yelled at me. "Where am I?" I whispered. "Then the strange man I thought was my father sighed in relief. "We got found out by a child." He smiled innocently. I kept my eyes on the dim light as he put his pants on. "Don't you tell anyone about this ok?" She said gently, turning faces like a card. "I'm scared…" I whispered. "What was her name again?" The teenager asked, as if I wasn't there. "Onera, she's just an orphan." She replied in pity. "Oh. Don't worry then." He giggled as he walked out of the classroom.

"Onera? You ran away from the orphanage again didn't you?" She spoke very carefully and thoughtfully, making sure that I understood her. "The orphanage?" I asked in confusion. "But I was just with daddy." I continued. She looked down on me with immense sympathy, as if she was about to cry. "Let's get you back to your caretakers, ok?" She said quietly as she took my hand.