"Princess Gora! Are you awake? Wake up!" A loud voice woke me from my glorious slumber. I was dreaming about meat and wine. I was in the middle of eating a tasty steak and drinking a big bottle of wine.
"Why would ruin such a good dream? I said while I yawned. Unfortunately, I knew the voice of my dream crusher. The bane of my existence. (Can I sleep in just once.) I thought as a small tear fell from my eyes.
"Oh, good, your awake, Drak? Do be a dear and open the door for me. I need to get the princess ready for the big day." The Witch known as Mog said through the doors.
"Drak, don't you dare open that door!" I shouted at my troll bodyguard. Drak was always station right outside my door. I sat up, biting my nails. (Please, Drak, buy my five minutes at least. If I hurry, I'm sure I can get back to my nice dream.) I thought as beads of sweat dripped from my brow. I was hoping the dope would tell her to beat it. This was my first time ordering him to keep MOG out.
"Sorry, lady Mog, the princess won't allow.. mmff!" Before Drak could finish, I heard a commotion coming from the other side. Then my room shook a little. The whole room just shook like an earthquake had just taken place behind my door. I waited nervously on my bed as I heard the door begin to unlock.
"Drak is that you?" I called out in fear as the door to my room began to slowly open. I started to hide, but I knew it would do me any good. The crazy woman would hunt me done until she found me.
"Princess, it's time to wake up. A lady should never sleep in on such an important day." A purple hair woman in a white and black dress announced. It was Mog, my head maid and personal bodyguard. She was also a pain in my ass. On her arm were several dresses and a few bows. Mogs eyes showed frustration. Her red pupils were more serpent than human. It Give them an even more foreboding look.
"I don't want to be a lady if it means no sleeping in. I said, sticking my tongue out." Mog only shook her head. She held out her hands, and two twin maids appeared behind her. They each grab the material in Mog's arms. Once both of her hands were free, she made her way towards my windows. A window the size of a small house. It's one of the perks of being a princess.
"You wouldn't dare! I said as I pointed my finger at her. She simply ignored me and open the curtains. A bright light shot directly into my large room, illuminating everything. I hissed at her like a feral cat as I pulled the covers over my head. (This is the downside of having such a nice room.) I thought as I lay under the comfy dark blanket.
My room was amazing. I had a seating area filled with luxurious black couches. I had a play area filled with every possible toy a girl could ask for. My favorite area was the eating area. It had black and red tables that were filled daily with snacks and juices.
"It's time to get ready. Everyone will be at the tournament today. Even your father. So, We must be sure to make you presentable." Mog said as she ripped the covers off me. Her words cause me to pause for a second. (If my father is going to be there, this must be big. I can't weasel my way out of this.) I thought as I reluctantly got out of bed. My father was non-other than demon king Gorro Hydra the 17th of the kingdom Harken. My name was Gora Hydra, first princess and ninth in line for the throne. My real name was Sir Goerge, Leader of the paladin order slayer of demons. Now I'm a 9-year old half-demon, half-human girl! The thought was laughable but also true.
"Come, we will bathe, then we can try on dresses. I brought so many! Mog said with a mischievous smile on her pale face. (Woe how I have fallen. I, Sir Goerge, the once-great warrior reduced to a human doll for this woman. I would like a bath. I do enjoy a good soak.) I thought to myself as I made my way to my bathtub with five maids and Mog right behind me. At first, I curse the goddess for my new life. But it wasn't so bad. I was spoiled rotten as a princess, especially since I was the only princess out of nine kids.
"Ah! Yeah this is the life!" I said out loud as my body slipped into the tub. It was big, able to fit at least five people. Around me were a naked mog and one other maid. I think the other maid's name was Den or Don. She was a tall, slender woman with purple skin and green hair. Aside from her canine teeth, her face was flawless. Her yellow eyes never met min, though, which I thought was sad. She had such a beautiful face.
"What's your name? I said, touching the purple-skinned woman. She just looked away and murmured something inaudible. I grabbed her face turning her head towards mine. To my surprise, she showed no resistance at all., causing me to use more force than needed.
"That's better, now speak." I said to the woman, who looked as if she was going to pass out from fear. She twirled her fingers together in nervousness. I felt terrible for putting her on the spot.
"The princess asked you a question!" Mog said with force. She startled me a little I almost forgot she was behind me. I grabbed Mogs hand and placed it back on my head. The woman was great at washing my hair. It was like her fingers were magic. Mog quickly got back to washing my hair.
"My name is Delvon, your grace." The lady said with a bow. It was comical to see because she was still in the nude. Maybe I should thank the goddess for allowing me to see such amusing things. I thought with a smile. Delvon blushed a little, which received a giggle from me.
"Delvon, I will remember that name. Mog, Delvon will be my second bath maid from now on." I said while looking at Devon's beautiful face. I laid back into Mogs bouncing bosom, not waiting for either of them to respond. (It is good to be a Princess; I can surround myself with beautiful women.) I thought with glee.
"As you wish, your highness, and might I add, it is an excellent choice," Mog said before resuming my bath. Delvon thanked then went back to her work. I could see some of the maids glare at her. I thought it a bit odd, but Delvon herself paid them no mind. She did her duty with a renewed enthusiasm, all with a big smile on her face. I didn't mind her canine teeth at all. They made her look even cuter.
After my glorious bath, I was then carried to the worst area in this entire palace. (Hello, closet, we meet again, my arch-nemesis.)I thought as we made it to my wardrobe room. It was filled head to toe with dresses, shoes, and jewelry. I hated this place. Mog would lock me in here for hours, dressing me in every outfit. Today was going to be just like that. I thought as I looked at Mogs face. I felt her mouth would fall off with how hard she was smiling.
So began the hours of pulling and tugging dresses. I swore I tried every last one of them on. We finally found one all the maids agreed on, and I felt excited to get out of the closet. That's when Mog reminded me that I still needed some accessories. This put my back in a sour mood, finally, after hours of trying on necklaces, bracelets, and rings. We finally found the right match. Then we were on to the shoes. (I'm so bored this is torture.) I screamed in my head after hour three of my makeover.
"There doesn't the princess look beautiful. She so cute I could just die." Mog said to the other maids, who all agreed with her. I got a lot of awe's from the group, which made me sick. I turned around to get a look at myself in my full-size mirror. I was wearing an elegant red and black dress with matching shoes. I can't tell you how many red shoes I actually tried on today. The number had to be in the hundreds. For my accessories, I wore a silver necklace with a ruby medallion in the shape of a heart. I had three silver bracelets, all shaped like a snake devouring its own tail. On my head, I wore a black tiara studded in tiny rubies.
I blinked my small yellow eyes in amazement. The maids were right; I was pretty cute. I touched my tiny horn growing out of my long black hair. I was always amazed at my new demon body. Well, half-demon, My mother was a human and died in childbirth. I was sad she couldn't see me. From what I was told, my mother was a sweet woman. She was also a mighty woman, able to give my father a run for his money. In my old life, my mother was a prostitute who threw me away when I was born. Knowing my new mother was thoughtful and sweet made me wish she was here with me now.
"So, your highness, what do you think?" Mog said, shaking me from my thoughts. She had a loving smile on her face. Mog was like a surrogate mother to me.
"It's okay, ...umm, Mog," I said with a slight stutter. I was usually very composed when addressing her, but this time my emotions started to leak out.
"Do you think my mother would've liked it? I mean me?" I asked, a little embarrassed by my own question. I know it was weird for me to love a woman I didn't know, but I couldn't help my feelings. I had never really had a mother. My last one gave me away when I was a baby. Mog stared at me for a moment. I watched as her smile slowly disappeared. She turned to wipe her face before turning back towards me.
"Don't ask such silly questions, little one. Your mother loved you dearly without a shadow of a doubt." Mog said as she bent down to hug me. I hugged her back, feeling safe in her arms. (She might be a pain in the ass, but she's my pain in the ass.)I thought as I hugged her tightly.
"Now let us go the annual junior' tournament will be starting soon. I can't wait to show you off to all the other demons. The princess will be the talk of that kingdom." Mog said, smiling like a madwoman.