A Vampire's Slave

XXIII

In the eyes of Isabella
Isabella pov: My head pounded as my hairstylist, who Eron forced me to get, braided my hair. I sat upon a plushy stool as my stylist pulled and yanked at my hair. A few moments before, I was put into a pink dress with light pink laced designs upon it.
The corset was pulled rather tightly, making it almost impossible for me to breath. That is when I realized, I have gained weight, a lot of it.

"Are you done yet?" I spoke, staring into the mirror and watching my stylist braid a piece of my hair and stick it into the bun that held much of my hair.

"Yes Madam" the stylist says with a light pat to my bun.
"you look beautiful, as your mother did when she wore this dress"

"My mother lived here?" I spoke, turning to face my stylist.
My stylist pulled her head down before quickly running to the door.

"I did not say you were dismissed!" I spoke.
It has been weeks of me living in the castle and I must say,  living in this castle has changed me.

It did not take me long to enjoy being served by others, having others wait upon me hand and foot, all the while spending time with my Bets and Gamma, as they helped prepared me for this very day.
Not only that but I have been training with Farrah, shifting more often until it no longer hurts to shift.

However there are moment when my dreams are swarmed with nightmares of living in the mansion with Mochief. I dare not to call him my master any longer. For that isn't what he is to me. Eron is always  there, wrapping his arms around me until I fall asleep again.

"Madam, I am told by the prince to never speak of her, only he must tell you" my stylist spoke.

"And I object to that rule, you tell me at once about my mother!"
My stylist began to rock on the tip of her toes, glancing at the door, perhaps wishing that Eron would just appear.

Since living in this castle, there are always a few hushed tones of my mother. I ask about it but my questions are never answered, always leaving me puzzled. Something if that matter should not be hidden from me!

"You can stop looking at the door, for he isn't coming-"
Just as I spoke, the door opens and in comes Eron with his suit.
"My love, you look beautiful as always"
I arose from my stool, walking towards Eron with a small sway, one of the things I was taught by Julia.

She also taught me how to speak with a more demanding tone. Speak as with demand not speak as though I am asking.
My Beta is quite the one, I must say we are getting along quite well and I certainly am enjoying that.

I kiss Eron upon his cheek before turning to my stylist.

"You may leave" I spoke.
My stylist merely courtesy before walking out, a blanket of relief upon her face.

"Love, tell me about my mother" I spoke to Eron as I sat upon the bed. Eron's back was turned to me as he looked in the mirror to fix himself up.

"Darling we have spoke about this, have we not?" Eron spoke.
I arose from the bed, to help Eron on fixing himself up.

"I know, but I was told that my mother had  worn this dress, I would really like to know who birthed me" I spoke.

"And you surely will...soon" Eron spoke, grabbing me by my chin and placing a kiss upon my forehead.
"Until then, please get ready darling, the ball will start soon"

"How many people are here at this moment?" I spoke.

"Not sure darling, but I do know they are all here for you" Eron spoke.

"Well we mustn't keep them waiting then" I spoke.
Eron creates a loop with his arms for me to stick my arm through.

We exited out of the room, walking down the stairs, across the lobby, past the garden room, past many lounge and guest rooms, until we stood in front of the golden doors that lead to the public ball room.
There were quite a few ball rooms in the castle. However, the public ball room was the second biggest.

Eron and I stood in front of the door, the muffles of chatter and laughter slipped through the door. The music muddled through the doors as well.

"Are you ready my dear?" Eron ask.
I nod my head although the inside of my body said otherwise.
My heart pounded a hundred times faster, my hands held sweat glances through the white gloves I wore.

What if the public isn't fond of me?
What if they say something and Farrah snaps, turning and killing one of them?
For surely that has happened. There was a maid that continuously talked about me. How I wasn't fit to be the Queen, surely she didn't know I am a werewolf, for many people do not believe they are a such thing. The only person who knows of my secret life is Alora, for she too is a werewolf.
But this specific maid continued to say quite mean things about me until Farrah snapped, gashing her face and having her immediately fired.
Eron held a discussion with me about my anger, but he smiled, saying I was perfect, meaning I wouldn't take disrespect from any soul.

"My dear, I can feel you are nervous" Eron say with a slight chuckle.

"I am afraid Farrah will attack, or perhaps they wouldn't like me being their Queen nor Luna" I spoke, looking into Eron's eyes.

"My love, I promise you, they will love you as I do, but of course not more than me"
That brought a smile upon my face.
"Do not worry my love, if one person dare annoys you, I shall have my guards kick them out promptly. That goes for the pack as well as the townsmen"
Eron spoke, kissing me once again.

"Now we have wasted enough time, let's move" Eron spoke.
I nod my head, holding onto Eron a tad bit tighter as we walk.

"Wait" I sigh. Eron stopped and turned to me.
"I need my Beta and Gamma with me" I spoke.

"Very well.." Eron was silent and in just a few moments, my Beta and Gamma were coming down the hall tight in hands with their mates.

You could have did that yourself by mind-linking them
Farrah spoke to me.

'Oh hush' I spoke to her.

"We are ready" Julia spoke. Julia wore a green dress with green rhinestones stuck upon her skin. Noda wore a dark gray dress that covered her body from neck to toes.

"Very good, she didn't want to enter the palace without either of you" Eron spoke with a smile.

"Well then, let us enter shall we?" Julia spoke. I nod my head, feeling a bit more relaxed as the guards opened the door.