29 Memory And Never Was (1/2)
I woke up feeling furry in the mouth and my head throbbing. A frown furrowed my brows as I recalled the weird and creepiest dream to plague my sleep. I blamed the booze that I had inadvertently downed the night before.
”Wakey, wakey Princess!”
I groaned and clumsily batted at Jensen's bouncing on the bed to jerk my body about.
”I'm awake!” I complained that stirred a chuckle from the pesky knight.
”What are you doing here?” I groaned as I gave my shoulders and arms a morning scratch.
”Nice bed hair.” Jensen's chuckle became mild laughter at the sight of my black tufts flopping about my eyes.
I was keenly aware I needed a cut.
”Seriously, what's up?” I sighed, not impressed.
”You're wanted on deck.”
I looked next to me and noticed Death's side of the bed was empty.
”He's already up, bright and perky. I guess he's the morning person.” Jensen answered.
I frowned, perplexed. It wasn't morning?
”What time is it?”
”Time for you to get up!” Jensen yanked off my bed covers.
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He called out Dionysus to get me up and ready army style. That canary task master squawked and screeched me into motion; making my wash, dry, dress and style routine a fast forward action.
”Ten minutes. Not bad.” Jensen looked impressed as he checked time on his pocket watch.
I heaved a sigh as I adjusted my flat cap to my head and donned my navy patchwork overcoat.
”Happy trails Master.” Dionysus warmly saw me at the door.
I acknowledged his greeting with a nod then followed Jensen's lead down the hallway, through the bar area, sitting area and way out of the mansion towards a dreaded elevator.
”Stasis Theatre or Labyrinth?” I groaned.
Jensen chuckled. ”Neither.”
I shrugged off my questions and followed him down a straight moonstone path that led to a bird cage type of gazebo. I frowned, noticing its surface glimmered underneath the glaring daylight.
”Gla.s.s?” I asked.
”Yep. Well, you'll see.” Jensen answered.