Clara was left all alone in her room, the room was quiet and scanty as if nobody had been there, the bedsheet was plain white and very neat.
the floors were made of hard fine mahogamy wood, the mirror in the room was sparkling clean, Clara stood up as she admire herself. She stares at herself and concluded she was beautiful, her eyes were Brown and big l, her face was also oval, she had a pointed nose which she noticed doesn't look like either her mum or her dad, she wondered where she got such pointed nose from. The thought of her pointed nose was quickly forgotten as she stares at her breast which were round and firm, she noticed they had gotten really bigger and her bra had almost outsize them, her waist were thin and her stomach really flat, she had curved hips which were not too big but just moderate for her, her legs were long and straight, her hair was black and shiny and also long. She got tired of admiring herself in the mirror and decided to wander around, out of the room she was kept.
The palace was a huge one and one could easily lost themselves, she had remember the room the queen had taken her into when she first arrived, and her thought went to the young man who was laying on the bed. without even thinking further, she found her way to the room, and went in, to her surprise the young man was still in the same position she had met him. He was fast asleep and she wondered how one could sleep for so long. She could not help but admire his beautiful face and she wondered what her suitor to be would look like. She couldn't get enough of his face, she brought out her phone and took a picture of him sleeping, just then she felt him stir up and this got her startled. His eyes immediately met hers.
"Who are you?" He ask in a weak tone..
"I am sorry for invading your privacy, but the queen brought me here earlier so..."
"I said who are you" he ask this time with his hands on his head as if her sight only triggers bad memories.
"I'm sorry I will just leave" she says trying not to cause more trobles. She made for the door and before she could swindle it open, he reached out for her arm, and turned her to face him, she could Smell him and he Smells really nice like petals, his arms were manly but not rough, as he stood she could see his Adams apple and she felt the urge to touch them. He ran his fingers through his hair once more, this time she felt it was a normal practice for him to do.. "you came into my room to spy?" He says staring at her..
"No, I did not, please forgive me" she pleads , and begin to sob softly "please let me go, I promise I won't come back"
He stares at her and felt as if he knew her, his eyes darted to her breast and he notices the way they swell, he could see her cleavage, the line that separates both breast, at a moment he loses focus and ran his fingers through his hair again, as if trying to regain consciousness.
"just leave and learn not to go into people's room without being invited" he says as he ran his hands through his hairs again. At this moment Clara leaves and was glad she was free from him. She made her way back to her room and it wasn't up to a minute some maid came into her room "we have been looking for you" a maid in her mid forty says
"Me? Why? Have I done anything wrong?" Clara says thinking the man she met must have spread the new of her wandering about trying to spy at him.
"No lad, we need to get you prepared for your suitor, now come have a clean bath and wear your clothes that were picked out by the queen herself, hurry up stand up" she said as she ushers Clara into the bathroom that was joined to the room.
"I can bath myself" a shy Clara says.
"There is no time, we have a soeyway we bath our queen to be, now hop in"
The bath was refreshing and soothing, the soap smells like the man she had earlier collided with, her hair were washed, her body were cleaned and she felt refreshing more than ever, when she was done a towel was given to her, she wiped her body in the bedroom and her hair was dried and brushed..
"It time to dress you up and apply make up" the maid who had always loved to try her hands on makeup says
"I don't use makeup" Clara says as she remembers she had won a beauty pageantry without even applying make up.
"Alright it fine" the maid gives up."now lets dress you up"
Clara was dressed in a royal blue flowing gown, which reveals her upper part of breast, her hair was styled in a pony tail, and she wore a low sandals heels.
"Where are we going" Knowing fully well that one doesn't just dress this elegant to seat all day in the bedroom
"The royal introduction, where you are to meet with the king" the maid says as she tries a glittery nail polish on Clara left hand.
The meeting with the king and the queen took a lot of courage on the part of Clara, she had learn how to greet the Queen and the king from the maid who dressed her. "You bow your head, and arch your knees"
A royal dinner had been set, and they were all gathered at the table. Clara scanned the room for every possiblility of seeing the king to be whom she is to marry.
"The king to be has been terribly sick, the royal physician had said that he is to get well if only his bethroded sets her feet into the land" the maid had explained.
Clara wondered why she hasn't seen him yet, since he must be hale and okay.
"I will call the prince to join us" the queen says.
This sent chills to Clara spine, as her husband to be is about to be unveiled to her.
It wasn't up to ten minutes when the queen arrives and say the king to be will join them soon, and everyone should carry on with the meal.
Half way into her meal of rice and boiled turkey, the king to be steps in, he was in a black suit, with a pure white inner, his hairs were brushed back.
"Mom, dad, where is my lovely wife" he says in the finnest tone anyone could imagine.
"Welcome my son, Clara here she is" she says as she points at Clara.
That moment it felt as though the earth should open up and swallow up Clara, the fine man she had earlier admire and taken pictures of is the man she is to be to.