I've never seen dresses like these.
They look like they're made of precious gems.
Some of them are....Alarik said.
Beauty turn to look at Alarik and her breathe catches.
His custom suit clings to every curve of his muscular frame accentuating the power and grace of his body.
Alarik you look pretty nice....I gave my complement.
Thank you. I hope i don't draw too much attention in it. he said.
He smooth his hands over the gold brocade of his jacket and sighed heavily.
We'll both need to wear our clothes like armour tonight. Xander seem to be lock on you. He definitely suspects something between us. he said.
He drifts to the bandage that covers Beauty Dragon mark. She shiver when he drags a gain.
...Why do you have to choose a wife...i asked.
Why do you ask? Are you jealous? he asked
No. I'm just curious it's a strange custom. i replied.
Strange. Suppose that a good word For it.
And forgive me but you don't seen like you want to get married...i said honestly.
Alarik turns away but not before i catch the grim expression on his face.
I need an heir. Before....
His words trail of. He shakes his head looking up and down with new fire in his eyes.
It's time to choose a gown, I'd prefer it to be long.
Why?i asked.
Slaves are treated like accessories at events like this, forced into revealing tight clothing. he explained.
I'd rather you look different like more of an honoured guest...he said.
You are the kings slave after all..he smiled at me.
He eyes a rose gold gown that spills all the way just.
Dignity, refinement and beauty you are capable of all these things. I want women like Celeste to see that and cower in your shadows.
He wants Celeste to be threatened by me...i reasoned out.
In that case I'll wear the rose gold gown that caught his eyes.
I peel off the over worn hunting clothes from my body and sleep into the pool of thin silken fabric. The dress curls up around Beauty body like liquid gold. It's rosy hue glinting in the candle lights.
I'm dressed Alarik you can turn around...i informed.
Alarik turns to look at Beauty. His eyes widen.
Beauty...
He whispers her name on a breath so soft that i almost miss it.
Will this work? to intimidate your suitors? i asked.
Beauty you.....in this.
He steps in close running a hand over the soft lace at her waist.
....You could intimidate any Dragon...he said.
Does he mean that...
just one more thing....
He walks to a cabinet and pulls something from it that tinkles gently in his hands.
When he approaches Beauty he takes a key and unlock her slaves collar.
Are you letting me go, i added In worry not knowing why.
I'm sorry. No. he said.
The iron collar looses with a sharp lurch and je lifts it from my neck. I feel ten pounds lighter.
I'd like you to wear this instead..he said.
He holds up a thin golden collar. One that looks far more like a necklace.
It's made of solid gold. I had it made for you.
He wraps it around my throat. Compared to the iron collar it feels as light as air.
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