Pristine Royalty ♔ Louis Partridge

♔9 ~ Pristine.

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Y/n Mary Victoria

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~One Months later.~

Opening my windows, letting the moonlight in. As the long silky curtains graze the smooth tile; marble to be exact. Sitting at the edge of my window. Admiring the lush, green forest. A fist gently knocks on my large doors. Many feet talker than I am. Not even the tallest person in the world would hit their head on the door frames. 

"Is it time?" Oliver stands at attention.

"Yes. Let them in." I stand up from the window, facing towards the door as maids and servants surround me. Guiding me to my freshly made warm bath. As I exit my room, talking towards my Lavatory, I turn my head looking down the one of the many huge hallways. An Empty hallway that can fill thousands of people. Yet the only thing filling the space is huge chandeliers, A large hand-made detailed rug, beautiful art, and ornate furniture.

Despite all of this, everything any girl can want. Living the luxurious life, the riches, the royalty, the glory. 

I stand straight as the maids undress me, taking off my undergarments. As two of them hold out their hands, helping me into my bathtub. Feeling the hot water stream from feet up to my bust, as I soak myself in. I stare into the wall, wishing I was with a certain someone.

Someone I have been yearning for. Someone I have built a connection with. Someone I felt something that I have never felt before. 

Was it real?

I ask myself.

Was it just a moment of lust?

Due to the absence of any physical intimacy. 

Was it just in the moment?

Was it real?

I ask myself. 

"Are you Okay, your majesty?" One of my handmaidens asks, scooping the warm water from a bucket and back onto my hair. Letting the soap rinse out.

Stepping out of my thoughts, I send a smile. A smile was fake in my heart. yet to my nation, is everything to them.  

Continuing to stare at a spot on the wall, I began thinking again. Feeling my maids bathe me. Feeling their hands graze my back, and others my arms, and others my hair. Closing my eyes, imagining it was...

Louis

What is wrong with me?

Why am I thinking about him... Why now... 

I shake my head, literally shaking my head. Trying so hard to forget, yet the feeling just takes over me

"Oh, I am so sorry your highness. Was I pulling too hard?" One of the maidens cried out, making sure I was okay. 

"No, sorry. It was me, not you."

She sends me an unsure smile, continuing to put products in my hair. 

Closing my eyes.

Yearning to experience this moment, with someone else. Feeling as They rub my scalp, massaging my head. Giving me chills.

I open my eyes, putting my hands on the sides of the tub, and I stand up. Hearing the water spill out of the tub. 

"I am done." I nearly shout.

The maids look at each other, knowing I am on edge. Yet I ignore them as the best I can. Starting at the wall. 

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