All the junior maids and head maid Sylvia stood by the gates to welcome my brother's bride-to-be as she arrived at the castle gates in the royal two-horse carriage.
Vivian was as nervous as any woman would. kept her head down as she stepped down the carriage with the help of the royal old butler who held her hands and bowed with his other hand at his back.
The oldest maid Sylvia who was in her early 50s, welcomed her with courtesy as she showed her the way in and the other maid did the same.
I already stood in the living room waiting to welcome her, the moments I played my eyes on her my jaws dropped. She had white gentle skin with petite pink lips and dark long glowy hair. I couldn't resist the urge to hug her so I just did.
I released from the hug and welcomed her like a queen she then raised her head, smiling back at me she finally spoke "you don't need to courtesy before me. I am an m...…..."
Say no more "I said giving are commanding look knowing what she was about to say"
She smiled back and nodded. About showing her to her room Bryanna appeared behind me along with lady Cordelia and they both looked pleased to meet Vivian.
They all exchanged hugs and I formally addressed myself to Lady Cordelia and she was more than overwhelmed to finally have a real conversation with me "at least judging by the look on her face"
We all escorted her to the room and we made sure Clinton had no sight of her, it had always been in the tradition that the groom was not to be allowed to see the bride until the wedding day.
Vivian's head tilted both ways as she walked through the halls on her way to her new room.
A maid opened the door and led the way into the room, Vivian took the next step after her.
Vivia…. Or do I say queen Vivian" Bryanna was startled by her own words.
Princess Bryanna I mean Bryanna is right, we have to make you look like a queen "Cordelia stated".
Bryanna slapped her hands against each other othering some maids to prepare Vivian a bath in the bathing room.
Vivian was yet to be used to the ways of the royal dynasty, she still felt like she was in a dream and all felt like an illusion. Being lost in her thoughts the maids came back and informed them that the bath was ready and they escorted her to the bath.
She had a long soak in the lovely rose-covered and lime-scented bath, which was warm, unlike the cold water provided for her when she was a maid.
The maids scrubbed in between are feet which were seemingly relaxing to her.
She was offered a white cotton towel to dry off and was later offered a white silk lace-edged robe to cover up.
She felt so relaxed and loved the treatment, never in her life had she dreamt of being royalty and now she is been treated as a queen. Her position was to be envied for and it was surely going to be the headline for gossip amongst the other maids back in Heidinburg.