Chapter Eight

Beatrice was totally confused by Alexander's expression. His face was contorted with anger. She had never seen him this angry. Not even when he had threatened to have the healer give her a large dose of sleeping medicine. Alexander's anger now was something else.

Beatrice wondered what was ticking him off in her dress. It was a very beautiful dress, as beautiful as any one could get and it was decent too. It did not expose any part of her body that was not supposed to be exposed.

"I said pull the dress off now! Didn't you hear me or have you lost your hearing function?" Alexander thundered again.

" What is wrong with the dress? What should I have to pull it off?" Beatrice questioned.

" Do not ask further questions. Pull the dress off now or you shall face the consequences!"

Beatrice decided to do as he said. She still did not know why the dress seemed to piss him off but she decided to obey his order. Lucia was not in the room anymore so she had to get the heavy and layered dress of