Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 20

Dylan POV

It was a small knock on the door, that seemed to wake me from my sleep. I groaned as I sat up, realizing I had slept crumpled up on the solid floor. My entire body ached as I forced myself to stand, I walked over to a small mirror and looked at my face, I barely even recognized the girl staring back at me. My eyes were bloodshot and puffy, and my cheeks and forehead were dirty, I had a large scabby cut on my forehead where I had hit it on the floor during my abduction yesterday, and my left cheek bone had a rather large bruise forming from where the King had slapped me a billion and one times.

I heard another knock and my head snapped to it as the lock was turned, the door was then opened and my eyes widened. Within a second four of the ladies from Yesterday in the line up walked in with a rack full of weird dresses, a black bag under arm and a large sliver box.

“Sorry to disturb you, your majesty, but we have a lot to do to get you ready for lunch this afternoon.” I honestly don’t remember anyone’s name. I’m hoping this will go quick.

I immediately felt something wran around my waist. “What the f**k.” I looked down and noticed the grey haired lady taking my measurements as at lady began to fiddle with my hair. “No no… No no.” I quickly stepped away from

all of them before looking around the room. There was literally no escape options whatsoever.

quickly, appealing to what I hope is a nice side

of their faces to drop suddenly. I let a frustrated huff before flopping on the

5, very common. Can we find a nice pair of heels in size 5?” One of the handmaidens set to work before I looked up. “I know you don’t exactly like this situation, your majesty, but you are the Kings mate, therefore you

was being dragged into my shared bathroom. I was forced into the full bathtub naked, And scrubbed from

tonight. “I don’t wear dresses!” I tried to keep their wandering hands off me but my **s were now being groped as they were shoved

everyday, I suggest you get used to it quickly.” The grey haired

my school uniform, so I don’t see the issue.”

yes, your uniform… Harriet, please place these items into the furnace.” The older lady

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away with my uniform in hand. Thank god I took the picture

out of my