Dear, My Kings (MxMxMxM)

Chapter 20: The Bath

The walk back to my chambers where accompanied with Emilee's shoes clicking a few feet behind me, whispering directions when needed. The dark hallways felt cold with no warmth in sight. I've calmed down a lot now that I am in a new environment. However my chest was still tight and my head was filled with worries, one of my future husbands doesn't like me and is in love with another. Anger still simmered deep within me, but sorrow was a lingering feeling. It was scratching the back of my brain along with self doubt. I needed to find a way to keep Cassius to my side and hope his eyes don't wander too far. I had a feeling that I was just over reacting and paranoid, however I didn't want to be wrong.

Call me selfish and greedy, but I like all the attention. It made my heart burst against my ribs and butterflies danced in my stomach. No one had given me this much attention before. I shouldn't be greedy and I know that Darius gives me enough attention for 5 people. But the little smiles Cassius gave me when we both looked up from our books at the same time made my head spin in delight. I've been just so happy since I got here, even though it was a very rough start with fear.

My eyes brighten as I see the door to my chambers, making my shoulders visibly relaxed. All I wanted now was a nice warm bath, the one I had when I first got to the castle felt amazing. The nice warm water and soft soap washing away all and any dirt.

I reached out to grab the door knob with a sigh of relief, however I snapped my hand away when I felt a sudden burning sensation. My eyes snap to Emilee and she just glares back at me. I immediately realized my mistake and took a step back, allowing her to open the door for me. She bowed her head as I passed through the threshold, making me feel weird, however I stayed quite knowing fairly well she would just start lecturing me if I protested once again.

"Right this way, Your Highness." Emilee turned on her heels leading me to the attached bathroom. I didn't know why she was leading me, I knew where my own bathroom was. This time I waited for her to open the door and I was immediately greeted with three women dressed in maids dresses. Long black dresses that reached their ankles. They immediately turned to me and bowed, showing their hair was all the same style, high up in a bun.

"Your Highness." The burning need to run clawed its nails in me as I watched their creepy actions. It was weird when one person bowed to me, now I had three women bowing to me simultaneously. It was worse that they all wore the same outfit.

"Ah! Hello." It slipped out of my mouth making me want to sink into myself. It was very improper to speak so casually, and I can feel Emilee streaming behind me. Oh another lecture here I come, I'm starting to dread being alone with her. If she's not expressing her opinion on my manners, then it's about my posture. No one had cared enough to fix my speech or how I carry myself before, and now I had someone who only cared about that. "Is the bath ready?"

"We don't know your ideal temperature, you like the water so we decided on a fair middle." The older one spoke softly, her eyes held kindness, reminding me of my late grandmother.

"I bet it's just perfect, thank you." I say half expecting them to leave, however they do not. They move to the side of the bath giving me room to hop into the bath. Emilee stepped in front of me and started undressing me, I was about to protest but her eyes dared me to. So naturally, I shut my mouth and let her continue. I couldn't look at any of the other three maids.

My cheeks started to go red as my face started to heat up, when Emilee started to reach towards my pants. I shucked in my breath and held on as she completely ripped down my pants taking my underwear with. The cold air immediately attacked me, and clinged to my body, waking the goosebumps. My hands shoot down and cupping myself. I immediately get in the water to end my personal hell. The water was a little too warm, making the stream come off the water.

"How's the water, Your Highness?" One of the younger women with brown hair asked.

"Perfect." I force a smile and show her a thumbs up. My gaze shifted to Emilee who was once again glaring at me. I slowly put my hand back into the water, hearing Emilee let out a sigh.

I was immediately surrounded like wolves around a lamb. One lady took my arm athe the other took my legs, while the older lady started with my hair. They moved me like I was some doll, a stiff doll with locked up joints due to fear, but still a doll. Once the washing was done the three women bowed and left me alone with Emilee.

"I don't think I need to express what you did wrong. You need to start acting like royalty or many of the nobles will chew you up and spit you out. The crown princes can only do so much for your image."

"I'm sorry Emilee, I just don't know how to act correctly! I promise I will do better from now on!" I felt like I let her down, failing some type of test of hers.

"Good, would you like something to drink?"

"Oh yes Water please! Err- I mean! Yes, water will do." She gave me a little smile trying hard not to laugh, but I knew she wanted too.

"I'll bring you lemonade." I was about to ask what exactly lemonade tastes like, however she was already gone.

I sank back into the water noticing there was no floral scent once again. Just smelt of bath water. My muscles started to relax under the warm water that was finally at the perfect temperature, or my body just adjusted. I watch the bubble move around on the water and pop where and there. It was soothing and quiet, I didn't realize how much I truly needed this, however it came to an end very quickly, once I heard the door open and sat back up in the tub.

"What does lemonade-?" I was immediately cut off.

"You don't belong here." My head sapped to my sister's face, my eyes widened as she stalked over with narrowed eyes. I open my mouth to say something, however a gasp escapes my lips as she tangled her fingers in my hair and rips my head back. My hand shot up to grip her wrist and she immediately went into rage.

"Don't your filthy hands touch me!" She screamed, and I don't know what snapped in me.

I don't know if it was just my fight or flight instincts, or build up rage that caused me to sit up further in the tub and grab at the hair hanging down by her neck and pull. Everything happened so fast that I didn't feel anything when she fell down to her knees with her upper half in the tub. I used my other hand to push the top of her head further into the water, not allowing her to breathe.

I just wanted it to stop. I had a good life now! I felt her hand on my thigh trying to push her upper body back up. All I felt was pure adrenaline and anger pumping through my veins. I finally have something good in my life, and I'm not letting go of them. I push down harder, not allowing her back up. Her claws dig into my skin and her left hand started to try and hit me. Water was spilling everywhere on the bathroom floor. Her left hand found my face and started digging her nails into my face, however, how quickly your hand found my face and it fell back down into the water limp. everything was eerily quiet, not a mouse to be heard. It all had stopped, no more bubbles coming up from her mouth, no more slashing or the sounds of her gargles.

I moved my hands off her head and watched as her upper body stayed in the water not moving with the waves that were now calming down. Guilt immediately filled my body as my eyes stared at my sister's lifeless body. Suddenly the door flew open to reveal a boy with red hair and widened green eyes.

"She's-!" He said alarmed then stopped once he saw my sister's lifeless body in the tub, occupied by me.

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