Chapter 438 - AWAKENING: PART I

"Young Master?" 

"Young Master, are you awake?" 

The old man continues to call for the person resting in the room. Seeing no one was answering him he knocked on the door and called out for the person name again. 

"Young Master?"

"...."

Eventually, the old man check on the door handle and realize it was not locked. So he decided to open the door and check for his master situation. 

"Young Master?" 

Still no one seems to answer him which was strange. The one man did not panic despite not hearing any response. Normally a person who was incharge of their master would be worried if they do not hear a response from there master but for this old man it seems as if he knew why no one was answer him. 

The old man decided to step inside the room and check on his master whereabouts. 

"Hmm…" 

The more was moderately decorate in a nice modern yet vintage style. Most of the decoration in the room were some portart of sceneraires and nothing much. The room has it small seating area and it is right was the master's bed. However, when the old man check on the bed it was empty. 

The old man sighs deeply and spoke, "Not again." 

He now knows why no one was answer when he called. He has been his master caretaker for a long time and is well aware of his master's manners. Once he calls for his master he would normally receive a respond. His master was those type of people that would sense any slight presence or sound and could be easily awoken. 

The old man went out his way and left the master's bedroom. He went to the next which was a few rooms away from the master's bedroom and opened the door. 

Inside was a room filled with canvas and sketches. The floor was covered with scrap papers with sketches on them. There more was practically empty except for a desk table and a chair which was station near the window next to an open balcony. In the room, there were two balcony door and one of the door was near were the desk table was situated. 

The old men went to the desk and check on what was on it. As he check on the newly sketches his master has done, he could not help it but feel deeply sad about it. Seeing how much his master have drawn overnight pain him. 

"Alfred." 

The voice of a young man echoed in the room as it brought attention to the old man. 

The old man placed down what he was holding on to and turned to the young man standing by the balcony door. At that moment, a strong wind blew which caused the curtain to be blown away and cover the image of the person standing outside the balcony. 

"Young Master, did you…" 

"Don't worry, I'm fine Alfred no need to worry." 

Alfred was upset hearing his young master response. He was clearly not fine yet he continue to assure him he was. He wonder how many sleepless night has it been… It's been months yet it seems his master has not yet recovered. 

"You know Alfred, I have this strangest dream again." 

"Is it about the girl again?" Alfred responded with a deep worried thought in his mind. Lately, his young master has not have any proper rest because of one reason and that reason is about a lady whom he always speak of. However, no matter how much he talks about that person he could not recall any details about the person facial identity. 

"Haha, Alfred, are you a mind reader?" The young man laughed as he turned around to face the sky. "Strange how you knew what's in my mind." 

'It's not strange if you have mentioned it so many time already yet continue to act as if you don't know anything.' That what Alfred wish to say but couldn't. Saying such words to his young master would just bring more pain to him. He was not in the right state right now and fears such words could damage him more. 

"You know what Alfred, I dreamt of such a wonderful girl. She has this beautiful voice which sounded like an angel and in my dream she was singing for me. At the same time, we were by the sea and the sound of the sea and her voice just harmozised so perfectly."

'Ah, so that's what the sketches was all about this time.'

Early on he was checking on his master sketches and there was a sketch of a woman sitting down while a man was resting on her lap. Of course, there facial expression was all left empty since it was something his young master could never remember. 

"But, sadly, I couldn't remember who she was again. Nor what she looked like…" 

"Master, dreams are always like that. You can never control them nor will you be able to remember all details when you wake up. Sadly, that is something we just can control." 

"I know, but still…"

Alfred already knows what his master will say. 

That is why, once I dream of it I draw it so I remember everything. 

��That why Alfred, everything time I dream about her or anything related to her, I'll draw it so I can remember it." 

Alfred could only smile for he already expect those words to come out of his master's mouth. Lately, his young master has a few common words he always speaks of. 

One of them was about a strange dream and eventually leading to it being related to a girl. 

Secondly, about he will always wake up in the middle of the dream to draw it. 

And thirdly…

"But, why does every wonderful dream seems to end in a nightmare."

That right, the third most common word his young master would always speak of will always about his dream ending in a nightmare. A nightmare which will cause him not to sleep again for he dare not wish to see such horrible end. Even though it just a dream but such thoughts frightened him. 

"Master, dreams are just dreams. Something, our dreams happens because of what we do in our daily lives and if such nightmare occurs it just maybe something out of they ordinary." Alfred reassured his young master but truthfully he wish to say, "A nightmare occurs if you have experience such trauma in the past." But he couldn't say that or else his young master would… Such thought was something Alfred did not bother on. For he was please to see his young master at the moment. 

"Anyways, Alfred, why are you here so early in the morning?" 

Alfred could on put a smile on his face. It was not early in the morning since it was almost high noon and almost time for lunch. Since his young master does not get enough rest. Alfred has decided to let his young master rest more and normally wakes him around this time so that he could eat and eventually get some more rest. 

"We have prepared you meal, young master." 

"Ah, I see… I did not notice the time at all."

Of course the young man would not notice the time. He was too engulf in what he was doing and trying his best to recall all his dream. One would eventually forget about time in such situation. 

"I see, I'll head down once I've refreshen." 

Alfred face was full of life when he finally saw his young master face as he entered the room. 

The man was a few inches taller than Alfred, he was skinny due to the lack of sleep and was a white as sheet. Since he was not getting enough rest, his body was slender but one would not underestimate it. Despite how slender he looked at the moment, you can visibly see muscle fitting enough to class him as a well fit man before. But of course, at the moment, he just looked like a stick man. A very beautiful stick man. For even though he was hagard and unhealthy like, he handsome features could nto be destoreted. As if his beauty was being well preserve and kept by his body despite how badly he his treating his body at the moment. 

"Very well then young master, if you need anything else, please don't hesitate to call me at once.���

"Ha-ha, Alfred, why are you suddenly being so formal with me? My father is not around so what's with such formality." The young continue to chuckled in sight of his old man being so formal with him. For such formality between them was out of the question. 

"Forgive me young master." Alfred embarrassedly apologize and once again acted formally without him realizing it. 

"There your at it again." 

Alfred smiled and sigh in relief. 

Nothing has change, his young master was still the same child he used to take care of. With such thought, he was revealed and ignore all his worries. 

"I shall be heading out then, Cris."

"Hmm…"