The Princess From Hell

Chapter 7

"Zala, you have to eat." Michael said, walking into my room. I didn't answer. "Baby, please?" he asked, sitting next to me on the bed.

I haven't moved for the last 3 days, and I haven't eaten a thing. "You're starving yourself." He whispered in my ear, then kissed it. I just hummed. "Zala, eat." He said. "Make me." I grumbled.

He looked at me, and his eyes turned black. Suddenly, I picked up the plate, and took a big bite of food. I finished the food, and put the plate down. "What the heck?!" I asked. "I made you." He shrugged.

I glared at him, and laid back down. "We have a dinner to go to tonight, so how about you go take a shower and start to get ready?" he asked.

I slowly nodded, and crawled out of bed. I walked into the bathroom, and stripped. I started the shower, and got in.

I just slid down the wall, and sat there. Tears fell down my face. "Babe? You need a towel." Mike's voice said.

He knocked on the door again. "Darling, I'm coming in." he warned. He waited a few seconds before opening the door. He saw me just sitting there, since it's a clear shower.

He sighed. "Oh, my poor baby." He said, voice full of worry and sympathy. He walked to me, and picked me up. He washed my hair, and put conditioner in it, then washed it out.

"Would you like me to wash your body?" he asked. I nodded slightly. So, he grabbed a washcloth and washed my body; watching out for specific areas. He then lifted me out of the shower, and wrapped a towel around me.

He carried me to the bedroom, and laid me on the bed. "Dry off baby." He said softly. I nodded, and dried off, and kept the towel around me. "Here you go baby." He whispered, getting me dressed.

He made me stand up, and took me to the body mirror. He stood behind me, his chin resting on my shoulder. He kissed my neck softly once, then went back to the same position. "there." he whispered in my ear.

"Thank you." I mumbled. He hummed. "We have an hour before we go." he said. "Why do we have to go?" I asked. "We're meeting some friends." He said.

"Can I just...go explore the castle?" I asked. He hesitated. "I promise I won't leave the castle." I said, turning to look at him. He sighed.

"Alright darling." He said. "And remember, you're the queen. No one is allowed to boss you around." he said.

"Except the king." He added with a smirk. I rolled my eyes, and looked around for shoes. "here." he said, handing me some heals.

"You expect me to walk in these?!" I asked. "They were your mothers." He said. I huffed, but slipped them on. He smiled. "You're taller than me." he said.

I giggled. "I don't like it." he chuckled. "Too late." I said, walking to the door. "Don't fall." he chuckled. "If you do, a guard will-""I'll be fine." I groaned.

I closed the door behind me, and walked to the stairs. I carefully walked down them. As soon as I came into view of the guards and everyone passing, they bowed to the ground.

"Your highness." They said. I nodded to them, knowing it's what they are supposed to do. I walked around the corner, and bumped into someone. "Queen! You're supposed to-""do not tell me what to do." I said, glaring.

"But the king-""don't tell me what to do." I growled. "Yes, my queen." He said, bowing. "Thank you." I said more calmly. I continued to walk around. I passed by the kitchen, and heard a beautiful voice.

Stopping, I turned towards the kitchen. "I am a lost boy, from Neverland. Usually hanging out with peter pan. And when we're bored, we play in the woods, always on the run from captain hook-"

"SHUT UP ALREADY!!!" someone yelled, a loud bang following.

That made me mad. I walked into the kitchen to see a girl around my age bending down to pick up all the fallen pots and pans.

She looked up, and her eyes widened. "Queen Zala!" she exclaimed. I smiled, and leaned down, helping her pick up some pots. "SIERRA! LOOK WHAT YOU MADE THE QUEEN DO! I am sorry your-"

"shut up and go screw yourself." I spat.

His eyes widened. "I mean...uh...don't talk to her that way." I said awkwardly. "But she-"I cut him off with the wave of my hand.

The girl- sierra- was covered in dirt, and had poor, ripped clothes on her. I held my hand out to her, a warm smile on my face. Hesitantly, she grabbed it and stood up.

"Queen, you don't have to-"I cut her off. "Come with me." I said, taking her back the way I came. She looked scared. "Don't be scared." I said.

"Your majesty, if you don't mind me asking, why do you have a servant with you?" a guy that Michael was with asked. He had brown hair. He and the girl were looking at each other.

Their faces held secrets, and a bit of worry. "I'm getting her cleaned off. There are some rude people in this castle." I said. His eyes widened. "Um, you really don't have to-""nonsense!" I said, pulling her to the stairs.

"My queen-""I want to. And besides. Why would you care?" I challenged him. He sighed after a bit, and let me go. Sierra followed me, her head down.

I opened the bedroom door to find Michael shirtless and doing his hair. He looked up in surprise. "Why do you-""I'm cleaning her up." I interrupted him. "No, zala. Just-""why is everyone so mean to this poor girl?!" I snapped.

"Sierra, you may go." he said. She nodded, and scurried out of the room, closing the door quickly. "MICHAEL-""you don't understand. She and calum are secretly married. Look, the rest of the kingdom mustn't know, or else there could be a rebellion." He said.

"They've been married for...like 500 years, so obviously they love each other. You could have gotten them caught, and then they would be torn apart. That's why sierra is treated the way she is. I know it's sad, but it must happen." He finished.

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hey guys! The sene when Mike washes her is in "Hell's Royalty". Idk why I added it in here, I just kinda fell in love with that pry for some reason and had to put it in here cause yea. So creds to that. But anyway vote and comment pleaseeeee! love ya!