*The dress Kara wears to the ball is on top
"I. Look. Ridiculous" I said, looking down at the dress covering my body.
"No, you really don't...you look beautiful," Kaolin said, inspecting his work, "the king will drool over you."
"Thank you," I said, feeling the heat rise in my cheeks, "what of you Kaolin, do you fancy anybody?"
"Ha...me, fancy someone? That is a laugh" he said, chuckling.
"Why?" I asked, ruffling the dress.
"Because, I'm...me, and they are them. We just don't work together," he said, shrugging, "I just enjoy indulging in...activities."
"Ooh, Kaolin you rascal" I said, smirking at him.
"That's me" he laughed.
"Have you ever been to one of these?" I asked, looking at him through the mirror.
"Not with a woman, I have worked at them through" he said.
"What are they like?" I asked.
"Rude and condescending" he said.
"Not the people you idiot, the dancing and stuff?" I asked.
"Oh, that's amazing. The dances are everyone's favourite because we are actually aloud to go" he said, making some adjustments to my dress.
"What do you mean you are aloud to go now?" I asked.
"When John was the king, he never wanted his servants there, worrying it would give him a bad name. I guess King Edward just doesn't care about that" Kaolin explained.
"I can't do this" I blurted, walking away from him.
"Hey! I'm not done with that dress, get back over here" he said.
No," I shook my head, "I cannot do this."
"Why not?" Kaolin asked, sighing.
"He's a king" I said.
"Your point being?" He asked, putting his hands on his hips. "Get back over here so I can finish that." I slowly walked back over to him, standing in front of the mirror as he worked on tightening the dress.
"Are you trying to kill me?" I asked as he yanked it tighter.
"What?" He asked, confused.
"I can't breathe" I said, trying to catch my breath.
"Oh, oops. Sorry" he said.
"What if something bad happens?" I asked, biting my lip.
"You need to stop worrying, it'll be fine" Kaolin said.
"I can't, a million things could go wrong" I said.
"Yes, that is true, but you needn't worry about that" he said, tightening my dress again.
"Kaolin!" I yelled, gasping for air.
"Sorry" he sing-songed, "you just have to take the night slow and enjoy it."
"What if he doesn't...enjoy it?" I asked.
"King Edward always enjoys his dances, he will definitely enjoy this one...especially because it is with you" he said.
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"I am positive" he assured me.
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The King
FanfictionKing Edward. If there's one word to describe him, it's ruthless, or cruel. He's know as the leader in one of the biggest countries in this time, England. After his fathers passing, Edward became hard and cold, never came out of the castle to visit...
