Hh-12

The satin against my skin clung indecently onto my flesh. My naked shoulders begged for attention as my bare arms demanded something warm for this cold evening. Back in castle, I barely had any extravagant accessories or clothes, it wasn't like I complained but the false hope of affection my so-called husbands were showing me left me both amazed and anxious. 

My eyes peeked over the gold accessorised danglers over my ears with matching brief pendant collared around my bare neck, leaving the marks of ownership of Lords of Nithilorc for whole kingdom to gaze. My soft curls twisted in low bun that my mother used to wear as her signature style with white lilies. It seemed like a distant memory that was slowly fading away.

Instead of lilies, my bun was strained with golden pins, few strands fell over my face, hiding the red tint on my cheeks. 

I slolwy twirled only to gaze at my back.

My whole back was naked. How in the world was this supposed to be