(Y/N) returned back to her room and closed the door behind her. She sighed as she took a look at her room. Then her gaze fell at her costume - a slave dress, which consisted of a bra and a long dress reaching the ankles.
She opened her wardrobe and took out an object which was alike to a fan - much bigger and with more details. It was like a bowl if one would put it on their heads. There were holes at the surface that served like the quick drying system - the warm air was exiting from there. She tied up her wet hair into a bun and put the "fan" on her head and activated it. The machine started to work and meanwhile she did some cleaning in her room. After several minutes she was done. She deactivated the machine and took it off of her head and let her hair fall free and dry. She grabbed the hair-brush and started to slowly move it through her hair. The girl was brushing her hair as she was humming her favourite melody. She looked into the mirror and smiled at her own sight. After finishing everything, (Y/N) moved towards her costume. She took off her gown and slowly put on her slave dress. The bra was of a (Fav/Color) color with the slight curves and patterns decorating it. They were made of cheap gold. The bra covered the rib-cage and was leaving the little area consisting of a navel and a narrow waist before the dress-line woud begin. As for the dress, it was sitting a bit low on her hipbone and was revealing her beautifully-narrowed waist curves. The dress was long, a bit transparent of a gold-red color indicating that she was a slave. The dress was light and could easily open in a circle whilst twirling. When she readjusted all the details, she looked into the mirror and then tied up her hair into a high-bun, all of her hair perfectly slipped back - not even a single strand of hair was fallen out of her coiffure. She twirled around and she smiled as she took a deep breath and then stopped. Lost in her own world apparently, with her closed eyes, she moved around the room with a small dance. Sometimes on tiptoes, sometimes with full steps. She danced with her whole heart and being, drawing invisibly with her hands and feet. She felt freedom and satisfaction within her as she slowly finished her dancing and twirled for the final time. She looked into the mirror as she straightened herself and let a small strand of her (Y/H/C) let free and hang loosely a bit curled. She giggled and left her room shaking her head.-''I hope it will be a wonderful day'' - she thought to herself
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-''Good Morning Samantha'' - (Y/N) chirped as she entered the grand kitchen and ran to Samantha hugging her tightly and kissing her on the cheek. Samanta squeaked in surprise as she turned around and at the sight of the girl smiled warmly and wrapped her grand arms around her.
-''My girl, how you frightened me...'' - she stroked the girl's head lovingly and kissed her forehead - ''A very good morning to you too, my dear''
-''Slept well? - the girl asked.
-''Quite well, dear and what about you?''
-''Very much the same,thanks'' - (Y/N) yawned. Samantha chuckled:
-''Looking good''
(Y/N) blushed slightly - ''Thank you. And same goes to you''
Samantha rolled eyes but smiled nevertheless - ''Why thank you darling!''
(Y/N) giggled and peeped around the counters and tables.
-''What have we got today?'' - she asked.
-''Your favourite sauce and fries are over there'' - Samantha motioned towards the small plate with her head as she was frying some onions for the grand pork dish that morning - it was the prince's favourite one.
-''Mmmm...delicious! Thank you, Samantha'' - (Y/N) ran to wash her hands and then sat at the small table and immediately shoved couple of fried potatoes into her mouth.
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Two Halves Of A Whole (Kylo Ren X Reader X General Hux) [ #Wattys2016 ]
Fanfiction(Y/N)'s 18th birthday brings her the new stage of life with new responsibilities. Unexplained visions, the power she didn't know about before and new acquaintances that overall change her life. She is a slave on a planet, brought to the palace since...