"This dress definitely suits you, dear. Its one of my best creations yet."
The tall thin lady babbles on and I look at the full size mirror in front of me. I hate to admit it, but she's right. The sleeves was her idea, saying it'll bring life to such a dark color. My husband chose the style. My breasts is visible and I feel uncomfortable without a bra on. Luckily, my long brown hair covers them..... Barely.
The woman's words start to reach me and I look in her direction.
"You look breathtaking, my lady," she says with a smile. "I'm sure Lord Jacob would be pleased."
Lord?
Since when has he become Lord Jacob? And if he's a Lord.... Then who am I? Our marriage bonded us and its been that way since the day of my parents and his parents death. We both were married immediately after to keep the chaos from starting beneath the earth and Jacob ruled the under world for the sake of the dead, the demonic, and any other terrifying creature known to man. But to call him Lord Jacob? Its like they worship him. Praise him.
My head aches and I look around the room at the other maidens. Each one of them wears blue gowns and sticking under their dresses are their tails. It waves from side to side and they all peer at me with red eyes. They smile and nod their head in agreement.
"Lord Jacob will definitely be amused," one says cheerfully.
"Yes," another one says. "He'll be taken aback by your beauty."
They all start to talk simultaneously and the lady claps her hands to get everyone to quiet down. As they grew silent, she hold her head up high.
"Now," she starts. "How about we go over your purpose in attending this meeting. Jacob is-"
"I know what to do," I angrily state, holding my hand up. "I've lived in this...... Hell hole longer than any maiden here has. My 'purpose' is to stand by his side while he make the decisions on the topic at hand. And if he shall refer to me for assistance, I must, no matter what, always agree with him in his decisions. My mouth is to stay closed during the process unless told other wise by my husband." I turn to her. "Now, must I remind you of who you are and what your place is? Because I don't think Lord Jacob would like the fact your telling me my place, now would he?"
The lady's mouth parts to speak but she closes it and says nothing more. I look at the other maidens and they don't speak neither.
Looking back at the mirror, I sigh. "Get me my escort, please. Its time now."
Two maidens curtsey before scurrying off and we all wait in silence.
***
The sound of my heels and Sire Anton, I believe he is a Vampire considering his complexion, fills the empty hall ways. Old pictures of ancestors after ancestors hang on the walls and I don't dare to look at them. My family are on these walls along with his, but there's too much pain and hurt hidden in these pictures and I try to speed up our pace.
Finally, we reach the double doors that would lead to not only my husband, but the court system of our six Elders of the under world.
Including my very own uncle.
