After Prince Drake leaves, everyone in the room stays quiet. I am staring at the door, deciding whether or not I should run away, but I can feel Camara's and Samantha's eyes on me.

After some time, it just gets annoying that they both are still staring at me like I am a book and they are trying to read me. Actually, I myself have no idea what kind of book I am, or maybe, from the way things seem, the book I am in.

I turn around to tell them to stop and ask them 'do I look so beautiful you are staring at me', but I never get to. Just as I turn the door opens again.

It's not the prince. But someone else, as well dressed as him and maybe older than him. Samantha and Camara bow, saying ' Your highness'. I think I figured it out. He's probably Prince Drake's brother, which means he is a prince too.

He has green eyes, unlike his brother who has blue, his hair is blonde though, like Drake, and he does seem a bit bigger and older than Prince Drake.

I bow too because Samantha and Camara did so. I really don't want to get in any more trouble. I just want to get out of here.

But then, after I do bow, I am given weird looks again. Prince..., (I don't know his name) gives a chuckle. Seems like everything I do here is wrong.

"Princess Liferia. I didn't know the Good souls are so good they even bow to the Bad souls. That's something new and interesting. I saw Drake walking out of here, looking angry and red as a tomato. What did you do, your highness, to make him that angry?" The prince says.

He seems like a nice guy. The total opposite of his brother. At least some people here are nice and have a sense of humour.

I tell him, "I guess you just be honest and he gets angry?" That came out much more like a question.

At that, the prince laughs. Though Samantha and Camara give me shocked and perplexed looks.

Samantha frowns, then says to the prince, "Prince Andrew, I have put the documents you have to sign on your table. Let me take you there."

Mental note: Prince Drake's brother is Prince Andrew.

"Good to see you, princess. Forgive my brother for his rude manners. I shall see you soon."

He starts going out with Samantha and gives me one last bow before leaving. I give him a small smile.

Another mental note: You don't bow here to the king, queens and everyone. You are like a princess.

He seems nice. Maybe, just maybe, I could somehow get him to help me get out of here. He could convince his brother to believe me and let me out of here.

As soon as Prince Andrew is out of sight, Camara starts pulling me through the corridors to the room I was in. She makes sure no maids are in there, leads both of us inside and locks the door.

Hold on, is she planning to kill me now? I am too young to die!

"Please don't kill me! I haven't done anything wrong! I just want to go back to my small town and live a normal life." I start begging her.

She just stares at me and then says, "You're not the princess."

Seriously, tell me something I don't know. But I still look at her with hopeful eyes. Now that she knows, they'll let me go!

She pulls me up by my shoulder and starts to examine my face. "But this is impossible. You look exactly like her and no mortal ever looks the same as a soul. Unbelievable. This is something that has never happened... Or, you could still be pretending to be human so we let you go."

"Are you kidding me!" I reply, rage flowing through my veins. "You finally understood and believed I am not some princess of some soul world and then, all of a sudden, you say I am pretending! Seriously, I swear on my mother, wait not her. I swear on my 'World-class Pancakes' I am not pretending. I am just a sixteen-year-old high school girl who works at a bakery. Simple. Now please, tell your prince and let me go!"

Camara listens to me and quickly says, "Yep. You're definitely not her. You really are a human who looks exactly like the Princess of the Good souls. But I am going to have to tell the prince about you and see what he says we should do with you. You could really be the worst thing that has happened to us," she says and her face is expressionless.
Until she frees my hand and a smile, those creepy smiles villains in movies give when they are planning something very evil, starts building up on her face.
"Or, you could be the best thing that has happened. Stay here, and don't mess anything up while you're here."

She doesn't give me a chance to answer her and walks out of the room. Wow, her grip was strong. Even through all the clothes and material, she made my skin go red and it hurt.

Wait, hold on. Why did she say 'You could really be the worst thing that could happen to us, Or the best.'? What exactly would happen to me if I was the worst thing that could happen to them'? And what exactly would they do to me if I was 'the best thing that could happen to them.'?

I hope I don't get stuck here forever. I never pray, but for the first time today, I'm praying to every god in the world to help me.

Please god! I hope this Prince makes a good decision with whatever will happen to me. Hopefully, I will finally be sent back to my real home...