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"Your majesty, it's time to wake up," one of the guards said."I don't want to!" I yelled. "It's too early!"
"It's almost afternoon. We let you sleep in," he told me. "We have one of the women slaves-"
"Don't call them slaves!" I yelled, cutting him off.
"Sorry m'lady, we have one of the women here to help you get dressed," he says then walks out.
I sit up and look at the dark skinned woman.
"So, what's your name?" I asked her.
"Uhm.. my name is Carly, your majesty," she says.
"Please, call me [Y/N]," I say.
"O-okay [Y-Y/N], let's get you dressed," Carly says. She gets out a [F/C], fancy, sparkly dress and a corset. I put my undergarments on and Carly helped me with my corset and my dress.
"Here, lets do your hair," Carly says. She sits me down in front of a mirror and brushes me hair. Once the knots are all out, (A/N: if you have short hair and can't do this, ignore this part) she puts the front parts back into a half ponytail. She hands me heels I put them on.
"Thank you Carly, I really appreciate you doing this," I told her.
"No problem, it's my job," she says. "I'll be on my way, breakfast should be done soon, see you later," then she walks out.
She's so sweet.
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Hellohellohello! The rest of the week until Sunday is this book! So two more chapters after this. See ya later! BAI!!
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One of Those Rubbish Brits. [Alexander Hamilton X Reader][COMPLETED]
Fanfiction[Y/N], Daughter of King George III, who got sent to America for unspecified reasons. Sent with many guards, many people hate her. But can someone like her to the point of loving her? Well one man can, one very important man. This one is more serious...