Give In - A Lady D x Fem Reader Story

Chapter 27: Perspective

"Get dressed. Now." Alcina ordered in a stern yet not angry tone as she put her dress back on, making light touches to her hair before marching towards the door, right when another knock abrupted. 

"Who is it?" 

"Auburn, my lady. I've come to bring your pet a late-night meal, as instructed by-"

"Leave it at the door. Go." Alcina snapped.

"Y-yes, my lady, I'm s-" I heard a quick pattern of feet scurry down the hall and I knew the maid was long gone.

My heart rested. Only a maid. 

I picked my pants up from the floor and raised a brow. It was completely torn apart, even the zipper was gone. "Um...Alcina? Do you think I could get another..?"

She approached me again, her eyes too occupied to pay any mind to the ripped clothes. "Zara left some of her clothes in the closet. I assume they should be a well fit for your size." Glancing back at the door, Alcina continued. "I have matters to attend to. You're welcome to sleep in my bed once you've finished eating."

"Oh... Thank you. Good night."

"Good night."

Alcina exited the room after handing me my bowl of food from the hallway. I was alone...and exhausted. I found the spare clothes in the closet and quickly got dressed, fatigue eager to take over my body. Once I finished eating, I climbed into bed and stared out the window to look at the stars, something to focus on while my thoughts raced about the events of today and the events that lie for me tomorrow. 

Was I going to leave? That's a simple yes. I missed my home, I missed Locke and George. Did they miss me? 

I knew I'd miss Zara. I'd even miss Daniela and her chaotic energy.

I sighed heavily, my hot skin melting into the freezing blankets. Of course, I had to leave, and it would be wise for me to finalize my decision in the morning... in case Alcina changed her mind.

Despite my ego, there was a harsh ache in my heart, full of pleads and prayers. All for the Lady. Please just let my heart be chained so I don't have to choose. I hate choosing. 

My ego restated calmly as if nothing had happened. I flipped on my side, hissing under my teeth in shame and frustration. I didn't have a life here. These ridiculous feelings for Alcina wouldn't change that. Zara belongs here. Zara was different from me in all ways. Her humbleness danced, dragging her light feet towards one of the many gardens west of the courtyard. She was respected by the two daughters, her boundaries were never crossed. And most importantly, she was accustomed to the castle's ominousness and the midnight weeping walls. 

The foolish side of my brain repossessed my conscious. I was jealous of her. Alcina's softness towards the bright blonde no matter what mood the Lady was in. Never taking her irritation or anxieties out on her. Whenever I would witness their soft exchange, I would replace the blonde with myself.

My pride recovered from the unrelenting intrusion of the fool's honesty. You are pathetic, Aria. Or simply exhausted? Sleep would do you good. Just close your damn eyes and guard your mind against this irrationality.  

I was cocooned in the heavy covers now. I was able to breathe air again. The silenced air filled the bedroom, combing its fingers through my hair, relaxing me, and pulling me into the rest I desperately needed.

Sometime in the night, while I was fast asleep, I clutched one of the pillows towards my stomach, dreaming of Alcina's touch.