Ivory
The woman nodded, not seeming fazed at all. "Yes, child. Now, you look very weak and thin, like you've barely been eating. The king would snap you into two before the end of the night." She shook her head as she spoke, almost pitifully and I recoiled even more, feeling more horrified as those words washed over me.
"B- but I…"
She waved me off, clapping her hands. "Enough wasting time, let's go get you ready got tonight's taking. The king hates being kept waiting."
It was like the claps summoned some people, cause in the very next moment, a bunch of people poured out the two doors here in this room, men from a door and women from the other. I stiffened, my eyes widening as I inched away fast.
"Madame Anabel." They all chorused at the same time while bowing at her in clear respect. They were all dressed in muted blue, and when their noses wrinkled, I knew it was certainly in disgust over my lack of a scent.
"The girls, go get her ready for a night with the king, and you boys, wait behind for your order." The omega named madame Anabel ordered and my eyes widened even more just as the young girls all approached me at once.
"I- wait a sec, I don't understand what's going on," I babbled, struggling against the women now pulling me towards one of the two doors here. I didn't want to be washed and dressed for the taking tonight like a sacrificial offering, especially after all that I now know about the king's appetite in the bedroom. But all my attempts to free myself failed and in no time, I was forced into a bath tub of hot water.
I sat stiflly as I got washed, holding back tears of frustration.
This wasn't exactly how I pictured my first night turning.
I imagined it would happen the night Jaden take my hand in marriage, then I'll get prepared for him myself, wear a sexy lingerie in his favorite color, and I was so sure it would be thd best night of my life. But right now, I felt doomed, like I might die tonight, not from my soul being consumed like I was fearing this whole time, but throughout… bedroom activities.
The maids washing me were staring at me in clear disgust, their mouths downturned, and their hands on my skin harsh and punishing. I felt cold all the way to my bones despite the hot water.
This wasn't my first time being tended to my maids, seeing as I grew up around maids and even had a personal one. But even if the rest of the maids at home were disgusted by me, they at least had the decency to hide it.
"Can you please be a little gentle?" I politely asked one of the girls and they all paused for a moment before scoffing and rolling their eyes.
"Where were you even found? In a circus? You look like a freak, frankly." One of them bluntly said.
"And your lack of scent is very off putting." Another one pointed out.
"Seriously. It's making me wanna retch, especially the sight of the hair..." Another one spat out.
I pursed my lips as I stared at each of them before speaking. "Well, despite your harsh words, I'm in here being tended to and you're all doing the tending."
They all looked extremely outraged.
"You're most likely a commoner just like us, so don't assume you can speak to us anyhow." One of the maids snapped as she stepped closer menacingly, then she crouched before me.
"I just hope that you don't entertain foolish thoughts just cause you're entering the king's bed tonight. You can't make him fall for you, don't hope for the impossible. Especially someone with no scent." The third girl's voice was sharp, her hand tightening around the sponge.
As I blinked at them in shock, I wondered if they were… jealous?
Did they think I was hoping the king would fall for me?
"If you don't mind, I'll wash myself the rest of the way. You may go." I breathed out evenly, watching as they scoffed and made no move to object.
Once I was done, another set of maids were waiting with scented oils which was rubbed into every inch of my body till I felt a little calmer, but I was still so terrified, and the harsh fingers of the maids were helping in keeping me fully alert.
I was then given a short robe and nothing else.
"That's it?" I demanded, perplexed and horrified. I'm supposed to dress in nothing but a robe?!
Mademe Anabel stepped into the room at that moment, nodding at all the maids who bowed at her.
"I can't seriously be expected to wear… this?" I waved the robe around and madame Anabel rolled her eyes.
"Firstly, you'll address me as madame Anabel on moving forward, with utmost respect." She spoke firmly, her sharp eyes ghosting over me for a moment before she nodded at two girls, who then stepped forward and wrestled me into the robe, tying it loosely around me.
"And you'll absolutely dress in that, so the king would get easier access. this is what's appropriate for tonight." Madame Anabel briskly explained before turning around.
"Now, come with me, I'll show you to his bedroom."
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After being basically dragged all the way in here, I was shoved into this room and left alone.
All my pleas were ignored, and I felt as helpless as a baby.
The only warning Madame Anabel gave me before leaving, was…
"Just lay still, don't touch him no matter what, don't make any sound, and if you're lucky, you might just survive the night."
I shuddered, hugging myself while my stomach twisted with so much panic.
The thought of the king coming here and then…
I couldn't even finish the thoughts, my mind muddled with so many scary thoughts. I still couldn't believe that this was my life now. I was finally taken out of the hurdles i suffered in the hands of my family. I knew I should be the happiest person ever, but how can I be when I basically went from oil to open fire?
The sound of the door creaking open made a panicked sound leave my mouth, my heart almost leaving my chest as I looked in the doorway.
After a few seconds, I realized that it wasn't the king.
It was the woman who came to welcome him out there, and she had a dark look on her face.
Oh shit.