done, Lord Grey turned his back as I climbed out of the pool, and the two women hastily dried me off and wrung out my hair. I noticed my hair was longer than it had been a couple days ago; it swept below my knees in golden waves.
Johanna began to comb my hair as Kristy went and found an outfit for me, and I realized that Grey was gone. She then buckled a corset onto my waist and tied it which made me cough from the sudden tightness, but I quickly got over it. She then handed me a pair of lacey, white panties, and I stepped into them, quite embarrassed. She told me to spread my arms as she placed a gorgeous white silk dress onto my body with flared sleeves and a pleated skirt.
White. The color of purity. Ugh.
Johanna placed a ruby necklace around my throat and clasped her hands together.
“You have such gorgeous hair,” Kristy mumbled.
Johanna grinned. “There. All done. My, my, are you a sight to behold!”
She held up a mirror, and I stared at myself. I admit, I was gorgeous, and the dress fit my curves perfectly; my hair fell in luscious waves down my back. They offered me a pair of heels which I slid on and almost stumbled. I was not very accustomed to heels, but I had no say in what I could wear, I imagined.
“The Queen will be very pleased,” Grey spoke from behind me. I jumped and turned around to see him in a black suit and top hat.
“Now, Her Majesty will see you,” he announced and looped his arm around mine.
Oh, no. What in the world was in store for me this time?
Chapter 10
Annabelle sat at a round coffee table with a steaming cup of tea in front of her. I was shoved opposite her and tried my best to put as much contempt in my eyes as I could. She sputtered and almost spit out her tea with a laugh as she looked me over in approval, nodding her head as if I was an expensive porcelain doll dressed in all the right clothes.
There was a large, green, lacey doily covering the whole table with smaller circular ones placed at each seat for a teacup and a plate. In the center of the table was a pile of delectable cakes and cookies, and around it were teapots and teacups placed in a mannerly fashion.
Annabelle clapped her hands and whispered something into Grey’s ear. He untied the bit from around my mouth, and I gagged to get that metallic taste from my mouth. My hands were free to do as I liked, and I poured myself a cup of tea and gulped it down in the most “unmannerly” way that I could.
“You look lovely,” the vampiress commented, taking another sip of her tea.
I grumbled, “Thanks, I guess. Where’s Sang?”
She set her teacup onto the table, and it clattered rather loudly. “Oh, you mean Chester. He’s in the torture chamber as he disobeyed me last night.”
I balled my hands into fists and let them go. “What are your plans, Annabelle? Why did you bathe me and dress me in this extravagant dress, and now have me over for tea? You know all I want to do is punch that pretty little mouth of yours and take Sang back to Darius’ mansion.”
She chuckled a high, melodious laugh that sent shivers down my spine. “Oh, my sweet, don’t you think I already know that? I’m torturing you right now by separating you from your precious Sang and making you have tea with me, your enemy. Isn’t it just beautiful?”
I crossed my arms, shook my head, and then took another sip of tea. It was Earl Grey and was very sugary, but it had some weird taste I couldn’t shake off, that I craved. I poured myself another cup and swallowed it down and then another and another as Annabelle watched with keen interest. I’d drink all her goddamn tea.
I ended up grabbing the whole teapot and drinking from it until the very last drop. Annabelle said, “You know why you enjoyed the taste of that tea so much?”
The color drained on my face, and I became stiff. “No.”
“Because I laced it with Sang’s blood and my blood.” She giggled and combed a hand through her long ebony locks.
I took my tongue
Johanna began to comb my hair as Kristy went and found an outfit for me, and I realized that Grey was gone. She then buckled a corset onto my waist and tied it which made me cough from the sudden tightness, but I quickly got over it. She then handed me a pair of lacey, white panties, and I stepped into them, quite embarrassed. She told me to spread my arms as she placed a gorgeous white silk dress onto my body with flared sleeves and a pleated skirt.
White. The color of purity. Ugh.
Johanna placed a ruby necklace around my throat and clasped her hands together.
“You have such gorgeous hair,” Kristy mumbled.
Johanna grinned. “There. All done. My, my, are you a sight to behold!”
She held up a mirror, and I stared at myself. I admit, I was gorgeous, and the dress fit my curves perfectly; my hair fell in luscious waves down my back. They offered me a pair of heels which I slid on and almost stumbled. I was not very accustomed to heels, but I had no say in what I could wear, I imagined.
“The Queen will be very pleased,” Grey spoke from behind me. I jumped and turned around to see him in a black suit and top hat.
“Now, Her Majesty will see you,” he announced and looped his arm around mine.
Oh, no. What in the world was in store for me this time?
Chapter 10
Annabelle sat at a round coffee table with a steaming cup of tea in front of her. I was shoved opposite her and tried my best to put as much contempt in my eyes as I could. She sputtered and almost spit out her tea with a laugh as she looked me over in approval, nodding her head as if I was an expensive porcelain doll dressed in all the right clothes.
There was a large, green, lacey doily covering the whole table with smaller circular ones placed at each seat for a teacup and a plate. In the center of the table was a pile of delectable cakes and cookies, and around it were teapots and teacups placed in a mannerly fashion.
Annabelle clapped her hands and whispered something into Grey’s ear. He untied the bit from around my mouth, and I gagged to get that metallic taste from my mouth. My hands were free to do as I liked, and I poured myself a cup of tea and gulped it down in the most “unmannerly” way that I could.
“You look lovely,” the vampiress commented, taking another sip of her tea.
I grumbled, “Thanks, I guess. Where’s Sang?”
She set her teacup onto the table, and it clattered rather loudly. “Oh, you mean Chester. He’s in the torture chamber as he disobeyed me last night.”
I balled my hands into fists and let them go. “What are your plans, Annabelle? Why did you bathe me and dress me in this extravagant dress, and now have me over for tea? You know all I want to do is punch that pretty little mouth of yours and take Sang back to Darius’ mansion.”
She chuckled a high, melodious laugh that sent shivers down my spine. “Oh, my sweet, don’t you think I already know that? I’m torturing you right now by separating you from your precious Sang and making you have tea with me, your enemy. Isn’t it just beautiful?”
I crossed my arms, shook my head, and then took another sip of tea. It was Earl Grey and was very sugary, but it had some weird taste I couldn’t shake off, that I craved. I poured myself another cup and swallowed it down and then another and another as Annabelle watched with keen interest. I’d drink all her goddamn tea.
I ended up grabbing the whole teapot and drinking from it until the very last drop. Annabelle said, “You know why you enjoyed the taste of that tea so much?”
The color drained on my face, and I became stiff. “No.”
“Because I laced it with Sang’s blood and my blood.” She giggled and combed a hand through her long ebony locks.
I took my tongue
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