A Baby For The Beast

12. Entirely yours, Ava

*Music to be played when the King sends for her*

"All my life, I have never being touched by a man. I've remained clean and chaste." – Ava Goodchild

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"Ava! Wake up!"

Some voice jeered me out of my sleep. I widened my eyes immediately, wondering if I was in trouble.

"W-What?"

To some extent, I expected to see Emily or anyone of my roommates. But when I saw who it was, I was shocked.

Really.

"Morning Cassandra, what are you doing here?"

"Morning..." she whispered, pulling me up out of the bed.

"I apologize for my impolite behavior, My Lady but His Royal Highness, summons you."

She said, whispering the last part in my ear.

"W-What?"

I mean, after the stunt I pulled yesterday I didn't expect it to be so soon.

"Yes, milady."

"He sent his trusted servant, Jaskier who delivered it to me discreetly."

She whispered again, in a low tone in my ear.

"Okay, let me get dressed."

I said, with a smile.

Quickly, I went to the bathroom to wash my entire body including my teeth. I dried myself with a towel before applying a lotion, and wearing my clothes.

It was the remaining from the competition we did earlier.

"I'm all ready!"

I exclaimed.

"Shush. You don't want the other girls to wake up."

Cassandra said, as she took a hold of my hands. We stepped out and she directed me to where Jaskier was positioned.

Once we got there, I hugged her in appreciation.

"Morning, milady."

Jaskier said, with a bright smile written on his features. "Oh yes, Jaskier."

I replied confidently.

"Guess last night was quite a dramatic one."

I added, as we walked.

He was one of those few people around here I could trust.

Not that he didn't want his benefit. But at least, he came clean and direct with me.

"Yes, milady."

"However, we could move on from that, with this good news."

Good? There was nothing good about it ..

"The beast requests your presence, even without me trying." he stated with a grin.

"You must be turning to his favorite."

I smiled at his statement. But when I realized what he meant, I put up a frown on my face.

"What do you mean?" I snarled.

"I'm sorry, I meant... he must have a certain liking for you."

"So sorry if that sounded offensive."

He apologized. I was no harlot. In fact, I hadn't been touched by him yet. And even if I had been touched, it was none of his business.