Tangled Destinies (Book 1)

Chapter Four

Ember's P.O.V

I fell asleep where I was after eating such a huge meal. It was so warm I couldn't believe I was on the floor of a tent with just a few blankets. It was not until i felt a pillow under my head that i started to register where i was. What the hell?

I forced my eyes open despite wanting to sleep for longer. First things first I am not in a tent anymore. I'm in a room. In a huge bed covered in blankets with a lot of pillows surrounding my head. Am I dead? Did the mistress finally kill me? Then the events of the last day I was awake started flooding to me. I'm free? So then where the fuck am i?

As I was looking around the room I saw a desk in the corner. There were three doors. As soon as I stood up I noticed I felt better than I ever have in my life. I guess some good sleep can do that for you. I went to the door second closest to me and opened it.

It was a huge room filled with beautiful; clothes, shoes, and jewelry. I never would have imagined that one person could have so many clothes. But I do not think that they would mind if I borrowed something to wear. Everything in here was extravagant so I chose something that caught my eye. A red silk dress. It had thin straps and a low back but it was pretty simple compared to the others.

I went to look for underwear and found drawers full of them everything looked as if it had never been touched. Weird? I wonder whose room this is? I wonder where I am. But I wandered out of that room, put the dress on the desk in the corner and went into the next door where there's a huge mirror and sink. But theres a huge shower i think ive never actually been in one but ive heard of them from different slaves throughout the years. There were knobs. One was red one was blue. So i turned the red one on first and water started spouting from the top? WHAT! When i put my hand under it. It burned me. So i turned the blue one and then it became cold. So i turned it back and felt the water it was still pretty warm but decided to give it a try.

So with that i took off the stupid "clothes" mistress gave me and got into the shower, and it was mind blowing. It felt amazing. The way the water was hitting my neck, shoulders, and back sent me to heaven. Mistress slaves were only ever allowed baths. But I'm not sure I'll ever want to take a bath again after this.

After a long time. I'm not sure how long but long enough for my finger to get those wrinkles in it. I forced myself out of the shower. I dried off in the warm fluffy towel. I slipped on the lacy black seamless underwear and without a bra I put on this really soft and fluffy wrap thing before walking back out into the room and grabbing my old "clothes". I sat them down on the stand next to my bed and walked over to the desk i had laid the dress on. I refuse to put on heels so with that in mind I slipped on the dress and noticed it had a slit but it wasn't too high so i didn't mind it.

I went back into the bathroom in search for a brush or comb that i could use to brush my hair into a bun or a ponytail but everything in here would surely be broken by the time i was finished combing out my mane of curls. So I just left it alone. It didn't look that bad anyways especially since the shower helped rejuvenate my curls a little bit. Either way it would have to do because I'm a guest here and i'm already borrowing without permission. I don't want to break anything here.

Thinking back to how many combs and brushes I would break at the mistress's and how mad at me she would be. Even though its not my fault my hair is thicker than any slave i have ever met. I didn't want whoever has shown me this hospitality to think of me as disrespectful. So with one more look in the mirror I left the bathroom and headed straight towards the last door and opened it before I lost my nerve.

When I opened it I realized it must be night. Since the hallways were dark except for the lights in the hallway illuminating the room. But there were two men outside my room as if they were guarding my door? Ummm?