13 - Designing Hearts

Maya

“My Princess…”

My eyes flew open, at that voice. “Wake up, we are here to deliver your clothes and accessories.”

I stared at the maid in front of me. From her smell, she was a vampire, however, she directed her face to the ground. It was more like she was afraid of something.

“W-what?”

“Where is Delilah and Raven?” Since they were the people that led this entire thing, weren’t they supposed to be here at least?

“They are helping Queen Zoraida with the banquet arrangements. Please come freshen up and check your clothes.” she stated. “We arranged it already for you, in the closet. The light is also fixed.”

At her words, I jumped up excitedly. Hell knows I didn’t come here for this, but what girl didn’t want this?

In my purple tank top and lemon SpongeBob shorts, I walked rapidly towards the closet. I heard the maid snap her hands— about 7 other maids rushed in.

“Wow,” I said, eyeing the renovated closet.

Everything was in a transparent glass, like a fashion design shop would look like. White translucent lights, there were various sections for gowns, shoes, bags, trousers and casuals. C-O-L-O-R-S!

It was almost like I was a charmed princess in a Barbie school. I couldn’t believe these things still existed, especially in a vampire Kingdom?

“Where did you get all this stuff?” I asked alarmingly.

“You don’t like it, my Princess? We did it prior to Princess Delilah’s coaching, we can change it immediately if you don’t—”

“No! No, it’s beautiful.” I complimented instantly.

“Ahh, okay…” she trailed.

Back at the orphanage, we only bought new pairs of clothes once a year. Whoever dressed well, had to work himself and earn his own pennies. This seemed unreal… I mean wasn’t this the end of the world? Where did they get all this stuff?

“It is done.” One of the girls told the leading maid, as I touched each dress and outfit. “So beautiful, awwn…”

“Add some petals to make her skin radiant. She should look her very best today,”

It seemed like they were preparing my bath. Whatever they did, felt good so I didn’t rebel. After I was done checking each clothing,

“My princess, today officially marks the fulfilment of your wedding night.”

“Huh?!” My eyes stared at her unbelievably.

“What do you mean, wedding night?”

I gulped, in unbelief at her words.

“Due to your failing health, the rules were exempted for you. Now your sane and vibrant, we have to start the quest for an heir to succeed the Crown Prince,”

“Hell no,” I seethed. “I-I’m not even suitable to bear a child. I’m just 18!”

As I yelled those words, someone barged in.

“Get out, all of you!” Delilah said, making me breathe in relief. I ran into her arms, hugging her. “I’m sorry I left, best friend.” she said.

“I can’t bear a child for anyone. Javier’s going to help me revive my parents, that’s where it ends, right?”

“You don’t have to do anything you won’t do.” Her words were soothing, serene and calm.

“T-Thanks.”

“Yeah, have your bath. We have to go to the Fronters, Maya.” she said.

“Fronter? What’s that?”

“A place we train our vampires. You have to figure out what your blessed with,” she started.

“I’m not understanding,”

Her hands took mine, gently pushing me into the bathroom. “Have a bath, first. I would explain it when you’re out.”

“Okay…” I trailed, closing the gigantic door the minute I entered. The tub was surrounded with petals and scenting flowers. I entered the cold water, feeling a surge of relief, humming as I rubbed my entire skin, washing the dirty off.

I rushed bathing, wrapping a towel around my breasts and dashing out instantly. Next thing, I threw on a comfy black hoodie, and yellow sweatpants. I packed my hair in a bun, and that made me look like a school janitor. Didn’t care though…

“Definitely not!”

The magazine Delilah read, came down and she stared at me awkwardly. “What, why?” I asked.

“You have to look your best as would-be Queen, Maya.” she spelled out.

“I’m my best.” I groaned. “Okay, let me put on some makeup.”

I walked to the dresser, putting some eye liner, powder and tangerine lipstick. I smudged it, applying some lip gloss. In a way, my face was out. I looked pale, however.

Is it just me or my weight was increasing?

“Your clothes are still weird!”

“Aish…” I groaned. “Let’s just get on with the training? I mean, this isn’t a fashion show and didn’t you tell me everything here was my choice?”

“Fine.” Delilah replied, standing up. Her hands moved to her ears to remove her earrings. She wore them for me, wiping off some smudged part of the lip gloss, with her thumbs.

“T-Thanks…” I trailed awkwardly, putting on some crocs.

“Let’s go.”

“Are you gonna tell me?” I asked her, as we moved to go out.

“Oh yeah, the abilities… I have to say something before I tell you though.” she said.

“What is it?” I asked, as we opened the door. Delilah locked my door, handing me the keys which I put in my sweat’s pocket.

“Scarlett was awoken today.” she spat out, with a devious glance in her eyes.

“Who is Scarlett?”

“Javier’s ex-lover. They were together before the rebel.” She explained.

“Good, my virginity won’t be threatened again. Hope they find peace together.” I snorted out, unthinkably.

Delilah stopped in her spots, staring at me with narrowed eyes. “You’re not jealous?”

I nodded, “No, why…”

“The servants also whispered Javier couldn’t take his hands off her. You’re not still jealous?” she grunted.

“Nope, it’s really creepy to have gorgeous Prince Javier at my ass 24/7 let alone be married to him,” I retorted.

By now, we were already outside, entering some building which had a dark hallway entrance.

“Well…they were said to sleep together, Maya. That’s why I placed emphasis on your outfit today so you seduce him excessively--"

“I’m not interested in making him want me, let’s begin the training.”

My speed increased, making my heart thud rapidly. My bite mark suddenly throbbed, hurting a bit, I breathed it off. Right now, we had reached the supposed Fronters. I could see different people training excessively.

“He’s your husband!”

Her hands held mine suddenly, with angry eyes. I’ve never seen her so mad at me.

“When I tell you of any chick he goes in bed with, you’re supposed to go confront her, as would-be Queen. Snap her neck, maybe…punish her, banish her,” she continued.

“Just do anything to make her regret sleeping with your husband.”

At her words, my bite mark throbbed again. This time it itched with aching… and longing.

“Let’s.Begin.Training.” I forced myself to seethe out.