I will never be left alone
“OW!” Mary yelped as the needle she was using pricks her finger. A small drop of blood slid down her finger. She grabbed her handkerchief and cleaned the blood off of her hand.
Her father looks up from the book he had been reading. “Mary, are you ok? Has something happened?” He looks slightly concerned when he sees the blood that has seeped through to the other side of her handkerchief.
“I’m fine, I just accidently pricked my finger with the needle.” Mary says, holding up her hand to show that there is no giant gash across my hand.
“Okay then, is that all?” He says.
“I was actually wondering if you could have a carriage prepared for me this afternoon. I want to get fabric for a new dress and today seems like a good day to do it. After all of my lessons are done of course.” She asks anxiously.
“Of course, I will ask Rabastan to accompany you to the royal village myself.”
“Thank you.” She said with a fake smile on her face trying to hide her annoyance. Rabastan was another suitor that came to ask for her hand in marriage.
She put down her needlepoint and left the sitting room without a word after that. She has always dreamed of the places that lie beyond the walls of the royal village. Mary headed towards the second parlor. Because the king and queen (her parents) always have their guests use the first parlor when they come over so Mary gets the second parlor to herself.
Mary sits on a green velvet couch to read the assigned chapters from “Romeo and Juliet”, the book bores her quickly and lets her mind wander for a bit before forcing herself to finish the chapter to herself, and then heads up to her room to change before she leaves for the royal village.
When she arrived in her room her lady in waiting/best friend Pandora was waiting for her with two dresses on her bed. Pandora is a fair skinned girl with platinum blonde hair in two braids that are put up into a bun, she is only fifteen years old. She had put out two dresses for Mary to choose for today's outing: a forest green dress with gold thread daisy designs and flows to the ground and a pink dress with hidden pockets that stops right above her ankles with orange azaleas at the bottom, her favorite flower.
“I think I shall go with the pink dress today, it is more practical for walking around in.”
“I agree Mary.” Pandora said and then went to my dresser to grab her a corset to wear with the dress. Mary groans at the thought of wearing a corset. She thinks they are the worst thing to have ever been invented, always finding them extremely uncomfortable.
“Do I have to wear a corset?” Mary asked as Pandora walked back and started to put it on her.
“You know you are meeting a suitor, you also know that I can only let you not wear a corset when you are staying inside the palace all day.” She said with a sweet tone in her voice.
Since Mary hardly ever leaves the palace she can usually get away with not wearing a corset around the palace, except for when Mother and Father have guests over then she has to wear one, and of course Mother makes her wear one to dinner. Over the next few minutes Mary had to adjust to breathing with the corset on and decided to spend those minutes cursing whoever came up with the idea for a corset. Once she could breathe well enough, she got to put on the dress.
It was even more beautiful than when Mary was looking at it on the bed. It is one of the most elegant dresses she has ever seen, and when she twirled in front of the mirror it flowed around her like a sea fabric in a storm of orange azaleas.
“Mary, sit down, I have to do your makeup. Are you even aware of the time.” Pandora said sternly, well as stern as Pandora could be. At that moment Mary realized that if she was not ready within the next 20 minutes she would not be able to go to the village today.
Pandora took out a foundation that looks nice with Mary’s dark brown skin and applied it to her face, she then took out a light pink lipstick and applied it to Mary’s lips, and then finally Mary put on a pearl drop necklace and pearl drop earrings. She looked at herself in the mirror and she looked beautiful and wanted to stare at the image in the mirror all day, but Pandora asking her what shoes she wanted to wear with the dress brought her back to reality.
Mary chose golden fabric short heels with dainty pink flower designs all over it. Before she got into her shoes she took her ankle dagger holster and took her ruby laden dagger and slipped it into the holster. As soon as Mary slipped her feet into her shoes and grabbed a small hand bag, Pandora might as well have pushed her out of the door.
Mary hurried down the stairs trying to keep loose hair out of her eyes, and raced into the carriage waiting for her outside the door.
She didn’t realize until she had been riding in the carriage for 5 minutes that Rabastan was in the carriage with her. He had actually been talking to her for the entire carriage ride but she had been so wrapped up in her mind and full of adrenaline that she never even considered that she may be riding to the village with him.
Now that Mary sees him she realizes what he looks like for the first time, and to say the least it was not a pleasant sight.
First off he looks like he is twice her age and in his mid thirties, he is starting to go bald at the top of his head and tries to hide it with a combover and whatever hair he has left is a sullen black with gray in it. His eyes are sunken crystal blue eyes. His skin is pale with an unhealthy green tint in it.
Mary is not happy about the fact that he is twice her age and disgusting, She can only hope now that she can have a pleasant conversation today and then never see this man again. Mary only wishes that she would be given more than a couple of minutes alone with her thoughts.