Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Silent Nights ❯ Getting Dressed ( Chapter 8 )

I stepped away from the bathroom door way and protectively wrapped my arms around the towel.

 

Bruno quickly turned his back to me. I guess now that he knew I was royalty I wasn't to be looked upon as a sex toy. If only men saw all women as royalty. The world would be perfect if all men did that.

 

“Bruno, please wait outside the door. I'll call you in when the Princess is dressed.” Bruno nodded and left through the hallway door keeping his back to me the whole way. Maybe he was ashamed that he had treated me like a prisoner earlier. I wouldn't hold anything against him. I after all was a prisoner when he first met me. I was a Princess now. Joy.

 

“It looks like we are about the same size so these should fit you.” Lady Mariah said as she laid out the contents of the outfit I was to be wearing. A white corset, complete with a lace up back, the shimmering blue dress, a pair of white ankle boots and a handful of hair clips sat on the bed looking perfectly terrifying to my eyes.

 

Swallowing down the lump in my throat I smiled at Lady Mariah with a forced show of teeth. “Thank you for letting me borrow one of your dresses.” I squeaked out of my tense throat.

 

“It's no problem, Princess Renee. I'll always be loyal to the royal family.” She said smiling up at me with glowing golden eyes. She lifted the corset from the bed and began to unlace the back of it.

 

“You are a Neko-jin?” I asked. I hadn't noticed earlier but a pair of larger than normal canines dented her perfect smile. She nodded and flashed me a toothy grin.

 

“Always have been, always will be. Your mother saved us from the tyranny of the Fire Lord. We will always follow your kingdom's rule.” Lady Mariah said shrugging lightly as she finished unlacing the corset.

 

“My people? I thought my kingdom was destroyed?” I stared at her completely dumbfounded. She sent me a quizzical glance and shook her head.

 

“No, when the Queen and King were killed it was only the palace that was affected by the Dark lord's army. Everything beyond its walls was perfectly fine. Now the palace has been rebuilt and better fortified thanks to the King.” Mariah walked around the bed and stopped a few feet from me. “Remove the towel please and turn to the bed so I can lace this corset up properly.”

 

I complied with her orders but continued to question her. “Who is the current king?” This whole time I had assumed my kingdom to be in ruins. The thought of a new king had never crossed my mind.

 

“You don't know?” She asked as she wrapped the corset around my body and began to thread the strings through the loops on the back of the corset.

 

“I thought my kingdom to be destroyed. Who is this Dark lord anyway? People keep on mentioning him, but I've naught to hear of him before today.” I must have sounded like a ignorant child to her because she paused in her movements for a moment then continued on.

 

“You must have been in the human world the whole time you were missing. Did you really live there for ten years?” She answered me with a question.

 

I nodded, hoping she would answer me once I answered her. “I had too. My sister needed someone to protect and teach her. I was afraid if I left her she would be abducted or hurt.”

 

“You have a sister? When did that happen?” I frowned. Was I the only person who knew there was an heir to the throne besides myself?

 

“My mother gave birth to her a few days before she was killed. I took her with me to the human world.”

 

“Wow, I never heard of her. What is her name?” She asked as she stared to gradually tighten the corset.

 

“Alli. She's eight years old now, though she looks like she's still five.” She pulled harshly on the strings forcing my lung span to shrink a few sizes. I sighed out the extra air in my lungs and began to take quick small breaths.

 

“Alli you say? Does she have blonde hair like you, or silver like your parents?” Her voice shook, almost making her sound nervous. I glanced back at her with a curious stare but answered none the less.

 

“It should be blonde, but my magic might have worn off by now. It might be silver. Mine's normally white and about half a foot longer, but it's charmed.” I couldn't see her face but I could tell she was shaking. Did I say something wrong?

 

“Oh,” Was all she said as she gave the corset another good tug forcing me to sigh out the little air I had left in my lungs.

 

“My god, how do you breathe in this thing?” I suddenly spurt out as I placed my hands against my diaphragm and tried to suck in a breath of air.

 

“You are an Air Royal; you don't have to use your lungs. Remember?” Her voice was quiet but not soft. She sounded shaken, almost scared. I shook my head and tried my best to use my shoulders to breath. It helped a little.

 

“I've long forgotten how to use my powers like that.” I lied. In truth my demonic powers were sealed away back in the human world. Without them I was as good as an unskilled magician.

 

“Well, you'll manage. I do and I'm not of your blood line.” She sounded so empty. It was a sudden change causing me to worry. The mention of my sister had brought this on, was something wrong with her? Tala had acted strange when I mentioned my sister. That was the whole reason he ran off. I didn't know if I should be worried or not.

 

My thoughts were interrupted when I felt the tail ends of the laced up string be tucked under the rim of the corset by Lady Mariah's warm hands. I watched her walk back around the bed and flip the dress over to the back and start to unhook the back seam. It was a matter of seconds until she was done and walking back around the bed with it open.

 

“Arms up.” She ordered. I obeyed and she slipped the dress over my body. Amazingly my arms made it through the sleeves on the first try. I flattened out the front of the dress as Lady Mariah hooked the back together around the impossibly tight corset.

 

“Thank you again.” I said as I looked down at myself. I was slowly becoming accustomed to the corset, but I was still heaving every little breath into my lungs. She didn't reply, but finished hooking the back of the dress together. I turned to her smiling, but she didn't smile back and made it very obvious that she was avoiding my eyes. I sighed and acted on impulse. I held out my arms, she didn't seem to notice so I did the motions for her.

 

Pulling her into a hug I lightly held her. “I mean it. Whatever's bothering you don't let it show, it makes people worry.” I laughed lightly, trying to cheer her up, and released her. She stared at me, probably thinking I was nuts. I knew people around here were to up tight to casually touch a stranger let alone hug them, but I didn't care. She needed to smile. It was bugging me that she was all gloomy.

 

“Thank you Princess, I'll leave you too your self. Don't forget to do your hair.” She didn't smile, but bowed and headed for the door. I frowned, but she never saw. Sighing loudly when the door shut I snatched the bag my bra and shorts had come from and started to root around. It was going to be hard to get undies on with this huge skirt in the way, but I was determined to get them on. Underwear wasn't even made in this world, women were naked under their dresses, but ever since I had been introduced to them in the human world I couldn't live without `em. I felt so awkward without a second layer between my butt and a seat. It just didn't feel right. Finding a thong floating around in the bag I snatched it out and scooped up the hair clips. I could take care of my hair once I felt fully clothed.