Young Master Damien's Pet

In the early hours of the noon where the clouds hovered up in the sky without letting an inch of the sun rays to pass through and touch the lands of the Bonelake, crows settled in the nearest trees of the forest. Cawing to each other but the birds around the forest had reduced for some reason compared to the previous year. One would tell that the reason was because of the Winter which was approaching quickly which made many birds migrate from one land to another. But the question was if that was really the reason or if there was something else that was yet to be discovered.

With Lady Maggie who had to go out today as she had been invited to a tea party, Penny sat in

Damien's room working on the sheets which she was assigned to. Though right now instead of working on the book which was given to her, Penny practiced her handwriting to make it appear less shabby and more on the elegant side of the scale. Dipping the quill in the ink, she pulled it up to let the tip of the quill glide across the sheet of the clean parchment.

The second time she did, a large drop of ink fell on the parchment to create blue round water like a drop that had splashed. Placing the quill down, she took the parchment of paper, tilting it so that the ink could fall back into the bottle but by the time it could leave the parchment has absorbed the liquid into it. Penny folded the paper ready to keep it aside as she was trying to write a letter to her deceased mother so that she could place it in her cemetery.

After finishing the letter to her mother she looked at the sky which was less dark than the previous day but nothing better. With the days passing by so quickly now where her mind was being occupied with the studies where Lady Maggie was guiding her, she hadn't taken time to stop and think about what to do.

'Stay in the room. Falcon will come to give you food and water. If there's something ask him.' Those had been the words of Master Damien before he left the room to head to work.

For a few days now, Penny and Damien's dynamics had improved. Knowing her current predicament where she was a white witch she had decided to stay here in Quinn's mansion. She didn't know if it was also because Damien had stopped making her do strange things or if the strange things and quirky attitude of Damien had grown on her.

Picking up the ink bottle in her hand, she stared at the transparent glass making the blue ink inside it look dark. Remembering the time when the black witch's potion had turned from one color to another, she wondered if it was possible to do it to this ink bottle.

Bringing to bottle closer to her she stared at it. Seconds passing by one after another to form a minute and more until she finally placed down the bottle. She wondered how that had happened. There was the glass that separated her hand from the liquid yet the glass had formed as a direct medium to convert the liquid from something harmful to a harmless liquid.

Raising her hand up to look at it, she stared at her open arms as to what she needed to do the same changes. Getting up from her seat, she raised her hand, stretching it before walking towards the open balcony where the curtains flew due to the breeze of the sea. Stepping out she was greeted by the air, her hair flying furiously thanks to the wind. Tucking some pieces of her hair behind her ear, she looked ahead of her at the vast water body that stretches endlessly right now. It made her ponder what was there on the other side of this water. Did life exist or did it continue with just the water?

As if for a few minutes, the clouds moved that were in front of the sun, letting the sun rays shimmer on the water before it disappeared back again.?Penny then looked down, her hands holding the edge of the railings. The water constantly touched the walls at the bottom of the mansion. She leaned a little more forward to look down when she caught sight of the two windows which came one after another. Up until now, she hadn't noticed it but she had always thought there was only the ground floor and then the floor where Damien's room where the roof came after that.

Penny had been able to escape the fate of the slave establishment. She had escaped the clutches of being spotted by the one man who had been looking for her but sometimes luck wasn't always in favor.

While she was leaning forward looking at the mansion and the water, she had failed to hear the sound of someone calling her or talking to her. With her hand which had loosened on the railings and her feet that had raised itself to have a better look, someone from behind had pushed her.

Penny in panic didn't realize what happened but she did realize that she had slipped and missed her footing. Enough for her to feel the rushing wind as she fell down right into the cold water with a loud splash sound.

Due to the force, she fell into the water, her body submerged into it bubbles forming around her body leaving a trail of whiteness in there before she was lifted back up in the air while mostly in the water. Her hands flailed as she tried to keep herself above the water. Penny took a large amount of air into her mouth but with the air came the water entering her mouth and making her cough as she tried to keep herself afloat in the water she was surrounded in.