Presley was sitting on her bed after trying lots of times to fall asleep. She couldn't believe she forgot she was an insomniac. She stared at her feet which belle had treated already before they bid their goodbyes. Then suddenly her thoughts drifted to the red eyed man. She couldn't remember his name.
Was it Ze'ev?
'Vanilla…and you have no single undergarment on..run that pretty mouth of yours again and I swear I'll fuck it' damn
Even his words were sexy much less of his voice
Those words were supposed to sound perverted but instead she kinda liked it. First time in a while that a guy had flirt with her in exception of that bastard miles. Her face turned slightly pink when she remembered how good she felt when his nose touched her skin. A vampire huh
But what was he doing here when it was that late? Were they staying for the night?
She couldn't wait to see his face,according to Layla and belle he was gorgeous
She kept thinking and thinking because for some reason Myra didn't have any painkillers here. Was she that healthy?
She was in 2023?
How was that even possible. She thought that maybe she went back in time… like way back but she was in the present
Maybe the time didn't change and it was just the place. Where in the world was she?
Vampires , werewolves , elves , gumihos she was sure they were others…all this sounded so unreal like she was dreaming
It was all that angel's fault
She would be rotting peacefully in hell if it weren't for her. Right in the middle of her thoughts someone opened her door without knocking, she was expecting belle or Layla or any other maid but instead she saw the queen
This woman…she was the definition of a queen like beauty, she carried herself in such a way that would attract anyones attention,in such a way that she would stand out within the crowd. Even her standing posture was perfect.
They stared at eachother for a minute before the queen moved forward and gracefully sat on the edge of her bed
"Why aren't you asleep Myra?" She asked, originally Myra would have been asleep by now so what was keeping her waiting
"I am not feeling sleepy " Presley replied
"I'm going to forget about the slap a while ago because you are ill…come sit here let's have a small talk" she patted the empty space beside her and Presley obeyed. It's not like she could do anything else but play along…for now
"Talk about what?" She asked
"I know I have been a bad mom lately because I don't check up on you at crucial times but I am deeply sorry for that and I don't want you to hate me" Wait after that slap she still came here to apologise?.she didn't say a word and just kept her mouth shut and the queen continued
"Myra the reason-what happened to your hair?" Her eyes screamed and Presley blinked
"I didn't like the way it was disturbing me so I just cut it" she flatly replied
"You just cut it off?!" She scolded but then shut her eyes and took a deep breath
"It's fine… it's gonna grow back tomorrow anyways" she spoke and Presley gave her a 'what the fuck' look. What the hell did she mean by that
Grow back tomorrow?
No way !
She wanted to ask what she meant by that but before she could even open her lips a maid barged in in a respectful way and informed the queen she had somewhere to be. The queen seemed like she was already expecting that so she just stood up to take her leave
"Rest dear…you've got a big day ahead of you I'll send Hellen to provide some warm milk for you so you won't have a problem sleeping "she spoke before shutting the door behind her
She stared at her short hair and pouted her lips…no way right?.
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With aching and injured feet Presley kept running in the dark, she knew nowhere she was going to she just kept running afraid that her stepmom would get to her.
"Please no, no-" she then tripped and fell on the bloodied floor. Her face was swollen and her eyes were red from a lot of crying
She got up again and kept running. No never
Her stepmom shouldn't get to her
No-
"Your highness!" Layla screamed in worry and her eyes flew open. She stared at Layla with a rising chest and belle grabbed a towel to dry her sweat
Great! Another nightmare
She ran her hands through her hair but paused midway
It grew back
Goddamn it !!
Why the hell would the fucking hair grow back on its own
She grumbled on her bed while Layla and belle watched her in confusion. Didn't she know her hair would grow back ?
Ohh right, Amnesia!
"Did you have a nightmare your highness" belle asked and she sighed
"Don't worry it's normal" this was why she didn't like sleeping. Did Hellen put some magic in that milk last night
"We should get you ready for breakfast your highness…you didn't eat much yesterday. You must be famished in this ill state. It is not healthy"Layla spoke and she agreed. She was starving
After taking a shower and cutting her hair AGAIN, she wore a maxi dress with a corset like the previous one, the only difference was the colour and the style.
She walked into that same dining hall and the memories of yesterday flashed through her thoughts
She must've been insane to hit the queen back, what if she was sentenced to death and they cut of her head like in the movies … even the thoughts gave her goosebumps.
She scruntinized the room and the people there, well they weren't actually a lot of them. The king and the queen were seated close to eachother and the butlers and maids stood in every corner. Then her eyes caught something that almost made her jaw drop. there were two-gorgeous,devilish,handsome … she couldn't quite find the words
Were they the royal family of nysa kingdom?. Layla and belle just told her that they were gorgeous. Those betrayers she could have prepared herself for this if she knew they made an understatement.
But which one was her soon to be husband?
The both looked powerful and extremely good looking so she didn't know who was who
"What are you doing standing there…come have a seat we've been waiting for you" the king made a gesture with his eyes for her to sit beside one of them so she guessed that was him and walked towards it
"No greetings…you might have amnesia but you haven't lost your manners as a princess" he spoke again and she clicked her tongue
She really wanted to speak right now but decided to keep her mouth shut
"Morning" she took a seat. The queen heaved a sigh of frustration but also decided not to say a word. Maybe she is just confused about who is who? The queen thought trying to convince herself that Myra shouldn't be punished yet instead she would assign someone to lecture her on princess like behaviours before she leaves for Nysa. She couldn't get there and cause disgrace to their kingdom. She beamed at her idea and turned to face her daughter
"Myra…since you don't remember a thing I will assign a lecturer for you to teach you how to be more…respectful and maybe you should try taking a walk in the garden to refresh your memories, you loved to study flowers you know"
Presley got lost when she said she would 'assign a lecturer' for her to become more respectful. She just insulted her in fifteen different languages ! She was so confused to what type of mother she was. She was not so annoying last night why was she disgracing her in the presence of these gorgeous men. And she didn't like flowers, they were disgusting!.
"I don't think i need that" she spoke faking a smile, maybe that would make her look more 'respectful'
"Oh you certainly do…when did you learn how to talk back to your elders?"the queen also faked a smile but made it visible that she was the boss there and Myra shouldn't dare disobey her because the consequences would be very severe. Presley heaved a deep sigh and rolled her eyes
"Now I lost appetite" before she could even make a move to get up and walk out of there a large palm was placed on her thigh stopping her