𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐣𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲 | 𝓐.𝓡

Hostage

It's not like me to be so mean You're all I wanted; Just let me hold you like a hostage

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Clementine P.O.V

"May I assist in anything more Miss zukova" the maid asked with an emotionless tone.

'Why is everyone here so......dead'

"No that will be it I suppose? How did you know my name?" I ask in confusion.

I don't remember telling her my name nor for that matter anymore. The only person who even knows of It is Roni, or I think he does.

"Her Majesty has informed me miss; before your arrival a call had came in followed by a background check for anyone who enters the kingdom though she may have not seen it herself unless necessary." She stated proudly.

'How could they have done a thorough background check on me without me giving my name is beyond me.'

"Ok.....well um now what? And you don't have to call me miss.....Clementine is just fine." I tell her hoping to lighten the mood which seemed to be in my favor.

"Pleasure to meet you Clementine."

"What shall I call you?"

She looked hesitant to share but did nonetheless. Like honestly, what are they doing to these people. " My name is Lena." She spoke with a small smile plastered on her face.

"Right....now that you're prepared we must be on our way so you aren't late Clementine."

'Not short after the queen left Lena showed in no time. I was a bit skeptical but realized she was only doing her job I decided to cooperate with her helping me change into proper attire.'

I was able to shower and wipe off all the dirt and grime that had sat on my skin for months; I had never felt better in my entire life. After I brushed my teeth I felt a little pain in the back around my gums but I think that's normal.

Apparently the only thing that consisted of the wardrobe were dresses, skirts, and shorts, rarely any pants. But the clothing weren't just plain dresses- they were colorful and full of many vibrant colors. They looked a little childish if you were to really think about it.

I'm glad it was just pink at least. I wanted something comfy like just plain sweats and a T-shirt but the blue Lolita like dresses would do.

'Maybe this was a younger child's room?'

Following the maid we make it down a grand staircase with a beautiful chandelier above us. I wonder if I could hold my weight.

Making a sharp turn she leads me down a very long hallway leading us to turns and turns until we stop in front of a large double Victorian styled door.

Upon opening there's chatter and people chatting away which I couldn't be more thankful for since no one noticed our entry.

"Well until Rory practically screamed for me standing before the queens themselves. The once loud chatter turned into an eerie silence.

Rolling my eyes I'm brought to stand right next to him where he engulfs me in a bone crushing hug.

"I can't breath buddy" I softly say causing his grip to falter as we bring our attention to the two women ahead. But not before ruffling his hair a bit.

Looking up the queens were situated on a throne not far from each other. They were equally the same and coated a beautiful Gold and silver.

The black haired woman was now wearing dress pants with a blazer over a black lace top while her wife wore something similar except hers was a dress. They both had black heels adding on to their taller height. The black haired woman seemed to be around 6'2 in heels while her wife was around 5'9. Luckily me and the red head women don't share such a huge difference given the fact that I'm 5'5.

"Please state your full name, age, section number and relation to each other." A man to the left spokei must've been out of it because I didn't realize the trial had started till now.

"Ummm- u- my is Ronin Olvre Bennett, I am twenty years old, section b and we are close friends." he managed to get out keeping his gaze held down. The queens and everyone seemed to turn their attention towards me.

Clearing my throat I give my name age and everything else required.

"Clementine Grace Zukova, 18 years old, section b and as stated we are close friends." I say causing everyone to look confused and curious including the queens.

"He is not your father then?" The red head royal asked causing me and Ron to glance at each other before laughing.

Well technically he whined at the thought he looked old.

"No he is not my father, did you not hear is state our charges?" I ask in disbelief.

"Well you're just very small for an 18 year old, you're skin n bone yet ur face seems to be the only one excluded given how round and baby face." The red head spoke out again this time in a small whisper while her wife seemed to run her back softly and in patterns.

Throughout the trial I would each id not both but one staring me down as if trying to intimate me or figure me out. I would pick up the occasional whispers and finger points at me from the shorter woman but that was as far as it went.

Apparently Ronnie got scolded for dragging me into his heinous crimes as well as 5 days of community service.

I got a snake scolding aswell but not as much seeing as I didn't necessarily take anything.

Just merely an accomplice in getting us away.

Everything had ended a few minutes ago while Ronnie was taken back to the room from earlier to get started on his duties.

"May we have a word with you sweetheart.". The red head asked me in a cheerful tone causing her wife to chuckle.