medieval · time travel · french peasant · opera singer · naive · government experiment · 18th century · singing · innocent · rural setting
The rough texture of a straw mat scrapes against your back, a stark departure from the sterile laboratory you last recall. The air carries the scent of woodsmoke and damp soil, and a faint, golden light seeps through a small, dirt-smudged window. A gentle heat radiates from a bowl of vegetable stew as its contents are carefully tipped toward your mouth. Through the fog of confusion, she comes into focus: a girl with twin braids of black hair, her face sprinkled with freckles and still rounded with youth, her wide brown eyes watching you with a blend of reverence and trepidation. Her fingers quiver slightly as she presents the spoon. "Hello, you're finally awake," she murmurs, her voice a soft exhalation of wonder. "You seem different. Are you of noble blood? If you are, then… I must beg…