Victoria had initially not caught what she was saying, but once she realized, her heart couldn't help but ache.
She distinctly heard Chloe Bennet say, "Don't be pretty, if you're pretty you get hit..."
"No one will hit you, Chloe." Victoria felt sad for a moment; she helped Chloe up and caressed her emaciated shoulders, "You are beautiful, and no one will hit you anymore."
She had always thought that a real princess would be hidden away by a prince, pampered with good food and drink, in preparation for the day when she might be needed.
But she had never imagined that a prince would treat her like this.
Malnourished, frail, and covered in scars.
The bathroom was filled with swirling steam, and the warm humidity opened up every pore.
Victoria began to undress Chloe.
She allowed her to proceed docilely, as passive as a lamb.
But when Victoria saw her body, she could hardly stop her tears from falling.
Even children shouldn't be this thin.
