There's Someone Always Watching

Tessa's POV

I sat in the little closet, just....thinking. Thinking about this land.... Atesslavoy, is it? Yes, that 'tis--that IS it. It's affecting me, making me speak differently.

And then Niall. The way Niall got jealous, as if he liked me. Now THAT, is preposterous. And he'd lied to me, saying he was a new vampire, really only nineteen. Why'd he lie? He was more than nineteen, for he was alive in 1804, and Liam and Harry looked the same age as they did now, so around 3,000 years old.... I think.

The closet was starting to get stuffy, like I couldn't breathe.

"Dad, what have you gotten me into? Am I really Princess Atessa, ruler of Atesslavoy? Is this just a dream, meant for me to wake up any minute now," I spoke into the air.

"Tessa," I heard faintly. "Tessa, please come out."

"Thank anyway, Dad," I said with a sigh. There were what I thought to be fur coats in the closet, so I took one from the hanger an wrapped it around me. My eyes drooped, and in seconds, I was asleep.

•••••

I woke up in the room again, the one with changing colors. I sighed, knowing Niall must have found me in the closet. I found that I was still cocooned in the fur coat, and I snuggled back in.

Something caught my eye. The was a wooden door planted in one of the walls this time, so I knew I wasn't completely imprisoned.

"Thanks Dad," I whispered.

Notes

Not my bet work, I know.