Chambers Bedroom, Citadel.
Critic Citadel, Critic-Ishire.
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"Please, I am not comfortable with that, I wish to be left alone" Lydia pleaded, her heart thumping.
She wasn't insecure of her body but she has never been comfortable with maids touching and examining her body, she hadn't been brought up like that and the sudden change was massive.
She had slowly agreed with Dorothy and Joyous but they didn't hate her like this ones did. They adored her!. And Theodore was the only man she could ever trust but he can't here and she was a woman who had to be the woman the society expects.
"Do you even know how to be a lady? And you desire to own Theodore" Sandra taunted.
"He is my husband!" Lydia screeched.
Sandra smirked. "He does not have the royal blessing" her information paused Lydia.
"The marriage does not" Sandra said the word marriage as though it was a scalding dirt.
