Earlier today, I had to lay down for a nap because I wasn't feeling quite right. I was thinking about a lot of things of the past, and even some things of the present as I tried to fall into that deep sleep...
How I had ended up at this glorious castle, I was not sure. I was only a humble girl, the kind that was lovesick but still always catered to other peoples' problems. I never tended to leave my own home, for only danger lurked around the corners of unknown places, especially of this forbidden place. Ever since I had came to this land, I felt as if this place was nothing but my own death trap, my own personal Hell, all because of the inhabitants. Why would these people hold such a fear in someone? I quickly found my answer, not lingering further on why I was there in the first place, for I didn't quite know.
There the four of them stood, one by one, their arms all crossed, each one looking as intimidating as the other. Their aura alone was enough to chase anyone away from their castle. There was a brotherhood between them, one that would never be broken. No matter what happened between these men, they would always be standing right there for each other. If you heard one of their names, you automatically thought of the other three that were most often accompanied with it. Mysterious names, but names that seemed to fit together. Names that held reputations, some good, some bad.
Each one was undeniably gorgeous, if that was even the word for it. 'Gorgeous' seemed like an understatement to these beautiful beings. But beauty meant nothing when it came to battle, for each one of them was highly intelligent, the type of intelligence that shunned even the most dedicated of scholar. They were cunning, devious, but most of all, eloquent, if you were lucky enough to hear them speak, or even luckier to be given the attempt of holding a conversation with them. Ladies swooned at their feet, wanting to be lucky enough to be the lover of one of these men. They seemed so perfect, the thought of the perfect companion... If you could stop faltering your words long enough to make a lasting impression.
There were two other ladies there, seeming comfortable enough. I could only judge that either one of them had a reason to be there or used to have a reason to be there before. Over the years I had watched one of them, wondering who she was, how she could be around them so... peacefully, it seemed. The other one I felt like I had just met. Something in my heart wanted me to go sit with them, but the other part of me was frozen with fear.
My head was very confused, very clouded. Just being around them all at once overwhelmed me greatly, as if only one of them didn't already. One of them was an old friend; the second one I had known for awhile as well; one that I had only heard great praise about before; the last one looked ready to kill.
The first one said something, but I couldn't make out what it was, and even after knowing him for several years, there was still something mysterious...
The second one said something, but I didn't understand, with my stomach full of unusual butterflies, my breathing shallow, my heart racing...
The third one said something, but out of my own shock I couldn't find my words and just looked stupid, unable to spit out even the slighest reply...
But then the fourth one said something, a malicious grin accompanied with it, and even though I didn't understand what he said either, I blacked out.
I woke back up in my tower, hidden in the pink gossamer curtains of my large bed. How I had gotten there was just as confusing as how I'd ended up at that castle in the first place. A dream within a dream? I rubbed my eyes weakly and blinked a few times, and then I realized a shadow cast over my curtains...
All day, I've wondered who it was. Who would I want to see on the other side? An old friend? Someone I hadn't spoken too much? The incredibly intellectual one? Or the one portrayed as a killer? Sighing, I got my lazy butt off of the couch and tried to find something to do.
