The maid

"Princess Elira? Shall I help?" A woman asked, peeping into the princesses' chamber. Elira looked up at the woman and smiled.

"Are you the maid that was to come to my room?

"Yes Your majesty," She smiled and entered, "You need to do your hair only ?"

"Yes… I can't seem to get it right…" Elira sighed at her long white hair that had decided that it was curly that day.

"I shall tie it in a braid so that those beautiful strands could show." The maid smiled and began tying her hair, "So are you excited your majesty?"

"About…?"

"Your upcoming wedding? Prince Cassian is a desirable man." She remarked, noticing the girl carefully, specifically how she was reacting to the question.

"Uhm yes I guess…" Elira looked down at her fingers. Her nails had just dried and were a strange shade of pink.

Serein's wedding would begin in an hour, and she simply couldn't get the knots out of her stomach.

"Something tells me that the princess isn't happy…" Demetra remarked, smirking internally, she noticed the curves of the princess. Internally noting that she was very pretty but obviously not as endowed as herself.

"Well I wasn't really happy with the idea of an arranged wedding… I thought I would at least get to speak to him… but even that is a luxury."

"Well traditions have to be maintained don't they?" she asked, noticing that the princess had a few freckles on her nose. Demetra shook her head, the princess wasn't as beautiful as Cassian had said she was after all. If there was a competition, Demetra was sure that she would win.

"Have you heard anything about him…? I heard he is a bit of a …. Well…" Elira trailed off, not wanting to use the word that she had been thinking of.

"Womanizer?" Demetra asked with a smirk.

"Yes…"

"Well I hear a new woman's screams from his bedroom every night." She shrugged almost feigning innocence.

Elira turned and looked at her with a surprised look, "Screams?"

Demetra smirked, and Elira realized what she meant by screams.

"Oh… well. I... I don't know what to do with that information." She sighed.

Demetra placed her hands on the princesses' shoulders," Don't worry princess. You will satisfy him."

"I am not worried about satisfying him. I do not wish to touch a whore." Elira stood up and walked towards her dress which she began to put on. Demetra raised a brow at her.

"Feisty" She thought to herself and helped the princess with her clothes.