The last thing I remember is saying goodbye to my friends as I walked home from school and then the next thing I know I’m standing in the gardens of the estate. I immediately hitched up my skirts and ran. I eventually sat down, breathless behind a vine-infested wall.

As I caught my breath it all came to me, I had been standing over a young boy who I had shoved to the ground, next to the boy were two people helping him up. One was a blue-haired boy who had been glaring at me, the other had a face I instantly recognized, Liliana. Then I knew where I was.

I stood up so quickly that I had to hold onto the wall for stability. I entered the nearby house walking around until I find a mirror.

I see golden blonde curls that flow in waves down my shoulders. I see red eyes as clear as rubies that match my scarlet red dress and soft, clear skin that I could only have dreamed of before. I knew I was no longer Rose, the bit atypical though otherwise regular high-schooler but Roseilia the villainess of this story.

I wander around the estate listlessly. Until I hear faint crying. I follow the noise until I find two women huddled in the corner of the room.

The girl who was crying was lying on the floor, her back up against the wall was clutching her hand with shattered glass laying a few inches from the edge of her dress.

The woman or more correctly the girl as she couldn’t have been any older than thirteen had reddish-brown hair that was in a badly done bun and pale skin that was an explosion of freckles. She was very small with contrastingly big green eyes that as she cried made my heart ache with sympathy.

The other girl was older, probably nineteen and quite beautiful, she had a darker complexion, piercing brown eyes, and brown hair so dark it was almost black. She was talking softly to the younger girl, probably trying to comfort her but clearly failing. She noticed me first, sweeping into an elegant curtsy.

“I apologize for being distracted from my work, Annie was injured.” She said voice calm and monotone. The apology was neither genuine nor necessary. The younger girl, whose name I’m pretty sure is Annie was looking at me, trembling her eyes filled with fear. I took a step towards her and the older girl stepped in between us.

“Is she alright?” I asked.

“Annie will be fine.” She said protectively. I stepped past her and lean to Annie’s level and ask.

“What’s wrong.”

“My hand.” She said, still looking at me with fear in her big green eyes. She holds out her hand and in the center of her hand is a large chunk of glass that is wedged deep in her palm.

“Can I help you?” I asked.

“Okay.” She said nodding her head. I helped Annie up with not too much difficulty.

“Could you please clean up the broken glass while I help Annie?” I asked the older girl. She nodded and knelt down to clean up the glass.

“Let’s go to my room.” I said, hoping she would lead the way. Fortunately for me she did.

As I we walked to Roseilia’s room, I wonder what I am to in regards to finding my way around since I was never particularly good with directions and that was before I was thrown into a whole new world. Once we got to Roseilia room I motioned to the bed and Annie and she sat down. I foraged around the room looking for medical supplies and I found some in a box with a carving of the goddess, Astoria on it. I pick up the box and place it on the bed.

While my medical training is limited, I figure it’ll have to suffice in this case. As I begin working on her hand I tried to begin a conversation with her.

“Annie, how old are you?” I asked.

“I turned twelve last month, Lady Roseilia.” Annie said her teary eyes looking down at her lap. While it doesn’t surprise me, it saddens me that someone so young is having to work.

“How did you hurt your hand?” I asked.

“I dropped something and I tried to clean up and the shard got stuck in my hand, I tried to get it out myself and I made such a bl@@dy mess then Marina found me.” She said. So the older girl is called Marina.

“I see be careful when you deal with broken glass, better yet just have Marina deal with it.” I said.

“I’m sorry.” Annie said.

“It’s alright, you should take the week off to recover.” I suggested gently.

"No! My parents will hurt me if I don’t make them money." She stammered out, balling her hands into fists.

"Alright, how about you stay in one of guest rooms?" I asked, treading carefully. I don’t know for sure if the estate has guest rooms but considering how large the house is it must.

"Okay." She said, still sounding unsure

. I finish up bandaging her hand and cleaning up the supplies, I then instruct her to get some rest before leaving to find Marina. I find her in the room we had been in earlier. She was standing by a window, her hand resting on the glass, her face listless. I walked up beside her and replicated her pose.

"Are you close with Annie, Marina?" I asked. Marina turned to face me and stared into my eyes with such intensity, it felt like she was staring into my soul.

"Lady Roseilia, just who are you?" She asked her voice calm cold and even though I could hear a hint of what seemed to be either curiosity or suspicion peeking through her calm facade.

"What do you mean?” I asked uneasiness swelling up inside me.

"You look like her, you even sound like her and everything but I know you’re not her." Marina said emotion just barely seeping through her voice. The uneasiness consumed me further and I made a rather risky move.

"If you tell me your secret I’ll tell you mine." I propositioned.

"Alright." She said. I turned to her and said.

"You tell me yours first."

"I’m not from this world and I don’t think you are either." Marina said, averting my gaze.

"You’re right, what is your actual name?" I asked.

"Marina Blanche, it’s the same in both worlds, what’s yours?" She said becoming slightly less rigid.

"Rose." I responded.

"If you need assistance I will be here to help." She said. Marina then took my hand and kissed it.

I somehow managed to get through the rest of the day including a mildly awkward dinner with Roseilia’s parents Mimi and Eddy and a conversation with Marina about the training she was going to give me to be able to fit into this world more.

The first thing I saw when awoke was Marina opening the the translucent curtains. My dreams had been filled with my former life particularly my best friend Ria. She is one of the few things that I will miss from my former life. Marina saw that I had awoken and walked, her face softer having lost its untrusting edge, though she didn’t smile.

"Good Morning, Rose." She said her voice soft having noticed my sadness.

"Call me Roseilia I should get used to that name though do drop the 'Lady' prefix when we’re alone." I said.

"Alright it’s time for you to go to breakfast." Marina said offering her hand to help me out of bed.

"Would it be possible to have my breakfast in my bedroom?" I asked.

"I don’t see why not." Marina said and then disappeared out the doorway.

While I waited for Marina to return I read the newspaper and answered a from Roseilia’s cousin Charles, the Prince of Hazel to his 18th birthday celebration. The door opened and instead of Marina it was Annie who walked through the doorway.

"Lady Roseilia, Miss Armaine would like to see you." Annie said quietly. Miss Armaine? Oh, Roxy Armaine.

"Let her in, and Annie when I told you to take a break I meant it." I said chiding her gently.

"Sorry, My Lady." Annie said and left the room.

I thought about Roxy and her relationship with Roseilia. I have fragments of Roseilia’s memories, bits and pieces of her life. From what I can tell she was unusually fond of Roxy, at least by Roseilia’s standards. That did not however stop from saying cruel things to Roxy. It’s going to be very weird meeting her. Her being a character from the franchise.

The door slams open, causing me to flinch and in bounds in Roxy. The warm light filtered in from the window making glow as if she were an angel. Her face was aglow with her purple eyes bright, and her smile wide. Her magenta hair fell from her shoulders to her back as she turned to face me.

"Roseilia!" Roxy exclaimed. She flung herself at me, knocking me back into the soft pillows of my bed and hugging me tight.

"It’s been a while since my last visit." Roxy said with a bright smile.

"Yeah." I stammered out despite not knowing what she was talking about.

"Sooo, I heard about what you did to Rosin yesterday.” Roxy said. She was smiling but I could hear something less than pleased in her voice. Rosin? That must be the boy who I shoved yesterday.

"Yeah, I was planning on apologizing today." I responded awkwardly.

"Wonderful!" Roxy exclaimed clasping her hands together. Well, I guess I know what I’m going to do today.

"Have you gotten an invitation to my sister’s wedding?" Roxy asked.

"Was I suppose to?" I asked.

"Yeah, Ellia and Charles are getting married next year, I’ll have my sister send you an invitation." She said.

"Thank you." I said awkwardly.

"Don’t worry about it, anyways it’s time for me to leave, Bye!" Roxy said with a wave. I waved back. The door slammed shut and she was gone. I then sat in silence until Marina returned.

"Do you know where Rosin lives?" I asked.

"Rosin Varlow?, yeah why do you ask?" Marina said casually.

"I wanted to apologize, for yesterday," Marina raised her eyebrow "I know I haven’t done anything wrong but the original Roseilia did, to him and many other people and I feel responsible for it." I said, emotion dripping in my voice.

"Would you like me to guide you to his home." She said sympathetically.

"Yes, please." I said probably sounding desperate.

Marina smiled and it was then I realized how beautiful she was. Even when frowning she gorgeous but when she smiled she looked like an angel. I quickly finished my breakfast got dressed.

Once I stepped outside I found waiting outside Marina, a carriage, and oddly enough Annie. Unlike earlier this morning Annie was not wearing her maid uniform but a brown dress with a white collar and sleeve cuffs. Her hair was in two braids that I’m pretty sure were done by Marina. She looked absolutely adorable.

"She made me agree to let her come with us." Marina said. She stepped into the carriage.

"Come, ma petite pomme.” Marina beckoned to Annie and helped me and Annie into the carriage. Thus followed a short carriage ride. The carriage stopped a short distance from Rosin’s house.

"That one is his home." Marina said pointing at a small stone house.

I pulled out two Astoria’s from my pocket and handed one to Marina and one to Annie. Rossana, the Kingdom the story I’m in uses a different currency, Astorias and Lunarias. A Lunaria is equivalent to a dollar and an Astoria is equivalent to ten dollars, they come in both coin and paper money.

"What is this for?" Marina asked.

"I want to talk to him alone so why don’t you buy something to entertain yourselves until I’m done." I said hoping Marina would understand. Marina nodded, grabbed Annie’s hand and walked away.

I took a deep breath and approached the house. My heels clicked on the cobblestones as I approached and finally knocked albeit hesitantly on the well-weathered door of Rosin’s house.

The door opened to reveal Rosin. His face immediately changed at the sight of me. He flinched backwards and his eyes widened. He was gripping the door frame so tightly his knuckles were turning white.

"Ro-roseilia!" He stuttered out.

"Hi." I said softly.

"What are you doing here?" Rosin asked still clearly shocked.

"I’m sorry," Rosin’s face changed from fearful to confused "for everything and I understand if you don’t forgive me but I feel it necessary to apologize." I responded. I knew that Roseilia had hurt so many in so many ways and there’s nothing I could do to reverse the pain and trauma she no matter how much I wish I could but what I can do is try to fix things, to make things right. Rosin seemed even more confused. Then a voice chimed in.

"My lady, what did we peasants do to deserve your attention?" The voice said ironically. Ah sh*t, I am so screwed.

"Jack!" Rosin shouted as he rushed behind the blue haired boy.

"Hello, I was here to apologize to Rosin and I wish to apologize to you as well." I said holding in a sigh.

"Alright, I accept your apology but I do not forgive you, is there anything else you have to say?” Jack said annoyed.

I shook my head. I felt it was not going to go anywhere productive so I left. I found Marina and Annie waiting near the carriage. Annie was munching on some candies and Marina was sitting and reading. On the carriage home Annie attempted to start a conversation but Marina gently shushed her, knowing my tiredness.

The hot sun was beating on my skin as I sat on an uncomfortable metal chair trying to fake a smile. My, well Roseilia’s mother, Mimi insisted that I attend this tea party that is being held by Ethel Lancar, a friend of one of the daughters of a consort of the Queen. Mimi of course along with my father weren’t at the tea party, they weren’t even in the country. Apparently they’re on a business trip in the nearby country of Mycinia.

And so here I am staring into my teacup, contemplating the choices that led up to this. Meanwhile Marina, who I am so grateful for helping me learn to adjust to this new world was sitting with her back to a nearby tree with Annie nestled comfortably in her lap reading.

Earlier I sent a letter to Princess Allia and Prince Xander, the eldest children of Queen Rose and her husband King Alexander to discuss the possibility of them helping me break my engagement with their little brother, Arwin. I do hope that they reply but for now I am left waiting. Oh! My thoughts are interrupted by a tap on my shoulder.

"Hello, Miss Roseilia." A female voice said. I look up and I see a familiar face smiling at me. Liliana. "

H-hi?" I asked surprised.

"It’s been a long a long time since I last saw you." Liliana said still smiling widely.

"I saw you last month?" I responded bewildered.

"Oh, yes you’re right I must have forgotten." Liliana said. That isn’t like Liliana.

"Have you heard of Ellia’s upcoming wedding?" Liliana asked.

"Yeah, it’s in a year isn’t it?" I responded.

"Yes, once she and Charles are of age, you will be attending won’t you?" She asked me leaning close to me.

"Yeah." I stammered. Why is she acting like this?

"Come walk with me." Liliana said and next thing I knew I was walking by her side.

"You look nice today." Liliana said with an odd smile.

"Th-thank you, you too." I replied awkwardly.

"I heard that you are breaking your engagement?" Liliana said seemingly teasingly. She seemed to regard me with an odd sort of familiarity and fondness despite the fact that we had never had any sort of close or positive relationship. It was so very offputting.

"O-oh?" I said flustered.

"Yeah, how come, though?" She asked.

"Well, for one he’s so much younger, when he’s finally of age I will be 29 and if I’m completely honest I’m not in love with him and I never will be, he’s a sweet child but I feel disgusted at even the thought of a romantic relationship with someone who I’ve known since they were a small child and it makes me feel ill even if the romantic aspect doesn’t begin until he is of age." I admitted. Liliana’s face softened.

"I understand, I’ll offer my support if you’d like it." Liliana said as she waved goodbye. I awkwardly waved goodbye back as I watched her walk away. Well that was f*cking weird.