6 Doing Nothing

Mira dreamt that night of the handsome evil king. She woke up blushing and annoyed at herself. She must have slept through the maids entering because her breakfast was on the small table. She got up to look out the window at the beautiful fairytale gardens. She had never felt more trapped then right now. This was the most beautiful place she'd ever been and it wasn't meant for her. She rested her head on the window ledge deep in thought. Day dreaming about being free. When lunch arrived she decided she would bathe. The maids tried to assist her but she waved them away. Yaris arrived after lunch and helped her into another oversize gown which had been laid out for her.

"Milady is there something I can bring you to eat". Yaris looked at Mira slightly worried.

"No thank you". Mira wasn't hungry. If she couldn't leave her room she couldn't escape mentally or physically. Food had no taste right now she just wanted to sulk. She laid in her bed for the rest of the day thinking of what she could do if she left this place. She decided she wouldn't go home. She pictured a small home were she could have a beautiful garden like outside the window of her prison. A place were she could finally feel relaxed, that gave her that feeling of safety, a place that was actually safe. She was tired of being on edge. She hated being used to evil. Her mother, her peers, and now Lanthier. Maybe she could convince the king to let her leave to the place were witches stayed. She wondered if the delusional king was using witches to describe modern day people.

The rest of the day passed with dinner being taken away too. She fell asleep and dreamt of the king again. She dreamt of him holding her and looking at her lovingly. She dreamt of them walking through the castle wich she had yet to explore. This dream was strange for her. It was so focused. She awoke the next day and thought of this. What did this dream mean? Her dreams weren't usually so straightforward. Was this just a regular dream, not laced with visions? She thought of this while she got up to bathe. It was late morning and she took her time soaking since it would probably be the only thing she physically got to do today. She tried not to think to much during her bath. She just melted into the warm water. After her bath she found Yaris waiting to dress her in her room. The petite women helped her into a beautiful emerald dress. She was surprised to find it hugged her figure more closely than the others she had worn. She went over to the mirror and noticed the dress was indeed more fitted. She notice how the square neckline accentuated her big boobs. The boning in the dress showed how small her waist was in proportion to the rest of her body. Her hips, thighs, and butt were still swallowed by the skirt of this dress. She pinned her hair up letting a couple curls that were not obeying fall. The maids had given up on combing her hair. They feared they would have hell to pay by either the witch or their king. When Mira was ready she wondered what now? Another day of sulking? She went over to her window and stared at her magic place. The maids removed her breakfast from the room untouched. Yaris entered while she was engrossed in her daydreams.

"Miss you shall join the king for lunch".

Mira turned to look at Yaris thinking about what the maid said. "Follow me miss"