Below Quinn’s mansion, the water was too cold which made it difficult for Penny to move her body as the more she tried to stay up and above the water level, it was only that much tiring. For someone like her who didn’t know to swim in this depth of water, she continued to flail her arms that splashed her hands up and down.
Tired her body started to give up where no one caught sight of her, after all, why would anyone bother to look outside when all the maids and the servants of the mansion were busy cleaning and doing their assigned tasks. Penny didn’t know if it were her imagination but had someone pushed her? She surely hadn’t leaned forward to the point that she wouldn’t have known that she was about to fall. Her head leaned back as she looked up at the high mansion that stretched tall and far from where she was.
Penny didn’t want to die here, not like this at least.
The place she had fallen wasn’t too far from the land. Like any other creature who had to live and try, she started to flap her and legs. Her hands trying to push through the water while she continued to drink the water, some going through her mouth and some going to her nose. But her body started to give away.
Her eyes started to feel heavy and her throat hurtful with the way she kept spouting the water out but to have a fresh one back in. With her mind feeling dizzy and numb with her consciousness leaving her mind, her body started to fall slack against the water. And with her not struggling, her body started to drift down, her blonde hair spread out in the water with her legs and hands raised up with her back pulling her towards the ground.
With the seconds being precious now below the water level, Penny sank to the ground where she wasn’t surrounded by just the weeds and other underwater plants. Though at the top of the surface one would call the water body to be blue in color, like the ocean that swept near the sands but beneath the color of green dominated the water bed. On the floor of the water sat many bodies that were scattered in time. Bodies that were thrown in the years of time by owners of the mansion for doing something the owner didn’t like or agree on.
On the edge of the water, someone dived into it, swimming to where Penelope had fallen down a second ago. Finding her down, Damien reached himself to her, pulling her by her arms and bringing her out of the water and on to the land. Water dripped down Damien’s body with his hair wet and sticking on to his forehead but his eyes were focussed on the girl. Placing his hand over her neck to check her pulse, he noticed it to be weak.
Damien had left the village right away when he felt the slight panic that had started to creep into him. For him, the emotion was almost foreign and it had taken time for him to understand and know that the emotions were coming from Penny. He had left as quick as he could sense the state of her mind but the girl had lost her conscious right before he even appeared her by making use of his ability to apparate from one place to another.
Seeing her not wake up, he started to pump her chest by placing both his hands and pushing it with every second. It took a few seconds before Penny started to cough the water she had drank unwillingly.
This mouse was far more troublesome than his pet wolf Baxtor and he was far worse than angry. With a sigh, he sat down on the stone. Running his hand through his hair. What was she thinking to fall into the water in the middle of the day especially when he wasn’t around?
When she continued to cough, Damien patted her back. Penelope after catching a breath of clean air that didn’t involve the water looked up Damien who was drenched with water from head to his toe.
“When did you arrive?” she asked him, her breath falling short as she was still trying to come out from the thought of being drowned in the water.
“Right after you fell into the water. What are you doing jumping into the water, is the bath not working?”
“I don’t know,” Penny frowned trying to recollect what just happened. One minute she had been there trying to look at the lower building of the mansion and her eyes went to look at the lower half and the next second she had slipped, her footing missed as she felt right from Damien’s room and into the water. From where she sat not she could see the side of the mansion which was built on the hill. The sky up the bridge hung which felt far from where they were.
Penny wasn’t sure but she had an inkling as if someone had pushed her but the push hadn’t been hard else her mind would have registered but nonetheless it felt like a push as she was sure she had been holding on to the rails or was she not? With the panic in the water that had taken over her body, Penny found it hard to think, “I don’t know.”
To Damien, there was never a ‘don’t know’.
He asked her, “What was the last thing you remember before taking a dive?”
Penny’s eyes met his, his red eyes had fluctuated from being red to black, “I…I was looking at the mansion.”
“From the room?” he went to confirm.
“Yes. At the lower half because I never saw that side of the mansion but when I was looking…I felt, I am not sure though- it must be my imagination,” she said waving it off but Damien was not ready to let go.
“What did you feel, Penelope?”
“That someone pushed me-”
“Let’ get back into the mansion,” Damien’s voice had suddenly turned cold and void of anything except for anger that made Penny worry.
