Orion throws her hands up and storms
off through the kitchen doors heading to her room in the west wing.
"Alright everyone, let's be careful how we spread this gossip, we don't want our princess to look bad because of a misunderstanding" Marcy said sternly "am I
understood?" The people in the room and had nodded. "If I catch a whiff of a rumor about our princess I will not hesitate to take a finger."
Marcy was a force to be reckoned with everyone who worked in the palace knew that. She was a master of wind and water magic. She could dehydrate an elven body by pulling out all the water in their bodies.
"Sussia would you please start a pot of coffee for my lady and bring some angel cake to her room when it's done, thank you" and with that Marcy grabbed some herbs and a wooden tray from the stockroom and then proceeded to the west wing. Arriving at Orions door Marcy opened it and when she did a long hair pin was flung at the doorway. Marcy put up the wooden tray immediately blocking the pin.
"What do I do Marcy?" She asked her
"Well child that depends" Marcy responded
"Ugghhhhh" Orion said flopping backwards onto her bed
"Marcy" Orion said again dragging out the e sound.
"Yes child" Marcy responded again.
"I don't want to marry him" she screamed "I don't want to want him"
"Who?" Marcy pushed
"HIM" Orion yelled again.
"Oh, you mean Prince Theo, the man they told you to marry"
"So his name's Theo?" Orion asked
"Yes child the boys name is Theo, Prince Theo" Marcy began "what happened with Theo? Did you really forget your son to be husbands name" trying to tease her to make her laugh.
"I think I have a date with him for lunch" Orion whined.
"Well lunch is gonna be served soon, I can assume it will be just the two of you?"
That made Orion stiffens. "Shoot I didn't even think about that part."
"Well Sussia will be here in a moment with some cake and coffee to lighten your mood. Let's pick you out something nice and fix your hair it a mess." Marcy walks towards the bathroom and starts the water. The palace had running water as many of the cities in Elysium did. Her clan prized themselves on their engineering
accomplishments.
"I brought you some herbs for a bath they'll make you smell nice" Marcy said
"Why do I need to smell nice?" Orion asked
"Because this man is to be yours, make a good impression" Marcy retorted. Orion walked into the bathroom taking off her pants and dragon scale armor and her purple tunic, hangin the vest on a rack and dropping the tunic and pants into a basket and then climbs into the tub.
They hear a knock "that must be Sussia" Marcy fetched their snacks and came back and sat in the bathroom, Marcy combing her hair and humming a soothing lullaby.
After the bath, Orion and Marcy worked on dressing her up like the proper princess she is.
***
"Orion, I know the color purple is your favorite and I think it's very fitting for most regular events." Marcy started to ramble "but this is special it's your first time sitting and eating with you match!"
Searching the closet she continued "wearing the royal crest colors of white gold and blue."
I liked dresses well enough. All of mine were tailored to my every curve. I loved looking beautiful. But I wasn't excited about doing it specifically for a man. It felt forced but I know this has been something Marcy has waited a long time for. The day she could dress me up because I was "dating". I won't deny her that for my stupid principles.
"Ahhhh here we are" Marcy said pulling out a long pale blue dress. The neckline was square, and the sleeves were short, hugging my shoulders. The top and waist were tight to my skin, but the skirt of the dress was loose with a train that followed the dress for about a foot. She picked out my gold chain belt with an opal center to hang around my waist. It was simple enough, then and beautiful. Putting an emphasis of the thickness of my thighs. My body was like my grandmothers tall, slender and curvy. My hips ere pretty big and my breasts filled out a lot with any top I wore. Marcy clasped a simple gold chain with a matching opal pendant around my neck. It hung just above my cleavage. She left my hair down just taking some strands from the sides of my face and bringing them around the back pinning them together. She added some pink to my cheeks and lips. I didn't wear makeup much only special events that required socializing with others of high status.
Looking in the mirror. I look like an entirely different woman. But a different me. I looked regal. Like a princess. I always forget how well I clean up when I put effort into my attire.
Marcy stands back looking at her marvelous work. "Wow now aren't you a sight for sore eyes" she says looking me up and down with the happiest grin, her voice sounding so gentle. "You're such a beautiful princess my dear. You look all grown up."
"I don't want to do this, don't you think I look like I'm trying to hard?" I complained.
"Hush now child" Marcy said to me "let's get you down the to the sitting room and wait for Theo."
The sound of his name sent shivers down my back. Why am I like this? Is the bond from the match really that powerful?
Sigh
As I reach the door I smell vanilla ice cream and sandalwood, I smell him. When did his smell become so strong? I could feel his approach as he neared the door. I stood breathless. Like an idiot. Just staring at a door. Come on girl he's just a man.
A really sexy man.
"Okay Orion you can do this. Just open the door"
Knock. Knock
Marcy says "if you don't answer the door than I will."
And walks over to the door. "Well hello, Prince Theo it is good to meet you" she said bowing to him with the respect necessary for a Prince..
Stepping aside he takes the invitation and walks in.
There he was in all his beauty. Wearing a black shirt with his sleeves rolled showcasing his strong tan forearms. His pants were black with navy blue stitchings, he was wearing his gold shoulder plates that had leather straps across his chest. A brown leather belt that held his sword and sheath.