Hsr | Sunday

You trembled, sobbing silently in one of the servants' quarters as you tried to hide from the assassins who had come to take your life. You saw your mother and father die at their hands, and you were certain that you would be next if you didn't escape.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps approached your hiding place and you held your breath, until you heard Sunday's familiar voice.

"My lord, are you there?" he asked softly, still searching for you. A wave of relief washed over you as your advisor came to your aid, and you leaped from your hiding place into his arms, longing for safety.

"It's alright, it's alright," she whispered as she wrapped her arms protectively around you. "I'm so glad you're alright, my lord. I'm here now."

The comfort you so desperately needed lulled you to relaxation in its embrace, but it was short-lived, abruptly interrupted by a sharp pain that shot through your back.

You tried to back away, stunned, only to be met with Sunday's mesmerizing gaze. Her familiar, angelic features transformed into something diabolical, a malevolent smile adorning her lips as she looked at you with cruel satisfaction.

Hi, my name is Sunday (I didn't understand this part XD)