Chapter 6

MATILDA'S POV 

I was led into another room, this particular room, unlike the one I had been locked in previously, looked even more eloquent, like that of a princess.

I thought this was probably befitting of royalty, of the alpha's Luna.

Unlike the other room, which had just a worn-out bed that creaked whenever one sat on it, this one looked polished and splendid. It had a queen-sized bed that was covered with a beautiful blanket with colorful decorations.

The room itself was painted with two beautiful colors which made it a beauty to behold.

Unlike the other room which had a hard cemented floor, this particular room was tiled with a beautiful tile that made the place look like a small heaven.

At one corner was a dressing mirror, and in front of it stood a dressing stool and a dressing table.

I looked around in awe as soon as we got into the room. Momentarily, I forgot about my predicament, it looked like the beauty of the place had wiped my sorrow for a moment.

"This way ma'am." One of the beautiful ladies said with a smile.

She gestured towards the adjacent corner of the room. And that was when I noticed that there was another door there.

They led me to the door and opened it.

I gasped the moment the door was opened, it was a bathroom, but not the type of regular bathroom you would see anywhere, neither was it the type we had back at home. It was the type befitting of royalty.

I exhaled deeply, I must confess that this palace was even more magnificent than that of my parents.

I didn't mind being here as a Luna, even though the alpha is merciless and wicked, I would endure all of that. Provided, I would be given the title of a Luna.

The two women ushered me into the bathroom, and I was instructed to strip and get into the magnificent shower.

I was given a kind of majestic treatment that made me feel special in some kind of way. It was a kind of treatment I had never received in my entire life, only Hilda got all the special treatment of a princess.

A sweet-smelling shampoo was used to wash my hair, I closed my eyes and inhaled as I felt soft hands run through my scalp.

So this is really what it feels like.

After the eloquent bath, I was led out of the shower and then a bathrobe was wrapped around my shoulders.

"This way please." The other woman said, still smiling beautifully. Their smiles soothed my heart, which was already in shambles.

I was made to sit on the chair facing the dressing table, I looked at my face in the mirror, and then suddenly I could not recognize the person staring back at me from the mirror.

Was this me?

I knew I never looked the best, I had never been given any kind of care in my life so I never particularly looked like a princess, but the face staring back at me from the mirror was completely out of it.

My eyeballs were sunken, like that of a drunken skeleton, I had big eye bags and dark circles surrounding my eyes, making me look like a slave that had been starved for ages.

I was brought back from my little world of thinking when I felt a light tug on my head.

The lady who had grabbed my hair apologized immediately for applying too much pressure.

I wanted to tell her it was okay, she did not need to apologize. But my tongues were tied.

I was not used to being apologized to, I had only been used to being mistreated and treated like a slave whose life doesn't matter.

I looked in the mirror again and saw that she was applying some sweet oil to my hair, while the other one had bent down in front of me and had started applying a lotion to my legs.

Were these all that it required to be worthy to stand before the king? Was that why he repulsed me at first sight? Did I look dirty?

I had no idea why a glint of hope appeared in my mind as they took care of me.

Probably the king had instructed them to do this.

When I looked in the mirror again, I was surprised at what I saw. She was done with my hair and I was looking like another different person. I looked like the princess that I was.

I didn't know when I let out a small smile.

They applied makeup to my face to make me look even more splendid.

After all, was done, I was instructed politely to stand up.

While one of them got me out of the bathrobe, the other one went to rummage through the wardrobe I had not noticed earlier on.

She later came back with a beautiful dress that was put on me by then.

I looked at myself in the mirror after I was done dressing up, for the first time in my life I felt like a true princess.

The women stood back and looked at me from head to toe, then they smiled in approval.

"Come with me." One of them said and took my hand.

I was led out of the room, into the palace. I took that time to look around again, this is beautiful.

I walked carefully behind the woman as she led me through the palace, we climbed the stairs and walked through the hallway.

I saw several doors as we walked, most of them had locks, while some of them had no locks. I wondered what was in the rooms with locks.

We finally came to a halt in front of the room with the biggest and most magnificent door. I immediately assumed that this would be the king's chambers.

I was right.

The woman finally let go of my hand and knocked lightly on the door thrice.

After there was no response, she held the door by the handle and gently pushed it open.

"Go in, the king will join you soon." 

My heart skipped several beats on hearing that from her, it was finally going to be my first night, I had everything to be worried about.

I was going to have my first night with a total stranger, a ruthless king who I was certain did not have any care at all for me. I suddenly felt weak in the knee.

I had always imagined my first night to be with Tony, I had fantasized about it several times and I had hoped for the day we finally would come quickly.

I blinked my eyes to fight back the tears that were threatening to escape from my eyes as I thought of what I had seen at Tony's house the other day. I could ruin my beautiful makeup if I let myself cry.

I gave the woman a weak smile as I took a step closer to the room, the room where my innocence would be taken against my will.

Even the woman noticed the falseness in my smile, she noticed the sadness and pain that hid underneath it.

As I was about to take another step, I felt her grab my hand and pull me back slowly.

Then she whispered something into my ears.

A shiver ran down my spine the moment she whispered those words into my ear.