Life's little turn's (Completed){under editing}

The Castle

My eyes grew wide when I was finally able to see were I truly was, I was in an old castle, like in a real life fucking castle, my breath hissed at the beauty of the place, it was just absolutely amazing and again the picture of kings and knights went through my head. "Oh by the way my name is Catherine and what is yours?" The woman next to me asked me with amusement in her eyes seeing as my eyes were wide in awe. I just turned from her and scoffed and scowled at my surroundings, removing my amazement at the place completely from my face. "Mmmmm I see you have decided not to speak mmm, I am going to take a guess and say until you are free right?" Hiding my shock at Catherine reading my mind, keeping my face blank of emotion, something living on the streets has taught me, I just huffed and looked at her, Catherine laughed again and ushered me forward to doors to the left, where we walked down an open passageway. "Another one?" I thought to myself, "No one will be able to escape this place, one will get lost with all these halls and doors" I mused in my head angrily, how the hell does someone live in a place like this, I feel sorry for the people who has to clean this place on a daily basis. We came to two big sets of wooden doors with two pictures carved out on them, the one had a dragon carved in on it and the other a howling wolf, the one with the dragon drew my attention the most, it was truly carved out beautifully. All of my life I was fascinated with dragons, I always felt a  pull to them like there was something waiting for me with them but it always seemed silly to me seeing as they were just a myth and didn't exist. Catherine saw Matt studying the door and smiled to herself becoming more and more satisfied with the woman standing next to her, the young woman was definitely something else. She opened the door to a huge bedroom with antique furniture; on the left was a sitting room complete with a fireplace and couches which was a rich brown colour making the place seem warm and cosy. It wasn't my cup of tea but I suppose to each their own and at least it was an upgrade from the cold cell's.  

Above the fireplace a beautiful picture of a dragon whose skin was as black as night hang, taking my attention away from the rest of the room again for a few minutes, the detail of the dragon was truly amazing, on its head it had a gold color almost like it was wearing a permanent crown. To the right stood a four legged iron bath with claws on the feet and curtains half covering it, it all seemed so medieval and took my confusion level up even more. In the middle was a huge poster bed with red and black silk bedding on it and warm brown drapes hanging around it. This whole thing seemed out of place, as if I was somehow transported back to the 1800's, maybe I was just having one hell of weird dream and I will wake up any minute, because all of this just seems like something out of a mythical novel. Three women stood next to the bath with towels draped over their arms as if waiting for me to take a bath, I snorted at that and moved further into the room. By the wall near the door stood two wooden cupboards, with carvings and looked hand made. On the other side wall from the door was another painting of a white like snow wolf, making me tilt my head a little to look at it. Under the painting stood a liquor cabinet which made me wince at the thought of alcohol, it's because of drinking that I was in this mess in the first place, definitely not something I am going to do again very soon or ever for that matter. "Okay ladies I leave her in your capable hands make sure she washes properly and are appropriately dressed for the ritual in two hours".

With that shocking news Catherine was gone before I could come to my senses and ask her what fucking ceremony she was babbling about. The two women walked over to me giggling the whole time, they helped me out of my dirty clothes and into the bath, this shit was surely uncomfortable and I didn't like how I felt like I was a pig being marinated and primed for the grill . Very unhappy about them bathing me I grumbled to myself about deciding not to speak, but I was stubborn and won't vear from my choice. An hour and a half later I was bathed and dressed in the sexiest dress I have ever seen in my life, the skirt of it hangs down to my ankles, it wasn't puffy or old like everything else around me, it was the first modern thing I have seen in this place. It hugged my hips perfectly and on both sides it had slits that came up high on my tights. The body of the dress hugged me just right; it showed enough cleavage to make me blush, I have always worn big t-shirts and big pants never wanting to show my curves or body of to anyone, I was very conservative when it came to my clothing and didn't want to attract attention to myself. With thin straps that went over my shoulders and crossed over on my back, which was bare down to the top of my buttocks, the scars of my younger life would be on full display with this dress and that made me very uncomfortable, not even my friends from back home knew about the scars or what my life was like before and I would have prefered to keep it that way. The looks the maids gave each other was a good indicator that they saw them well and clear, making me fiddle in my seat and looking anywhere but at them. They put high heeled black sandals on my feet, wasn't sure how the fuck I was going to be able to walk with them, I have only ever worn flat shoes because of my height, they did my makeup and finished with my hair when the doors opened up and an elderly man walked in, with his arms behind his back, looking very bored at being here. When he saw me he almost tripped over his own feet but recovered himself just in time before he face planted on the floor, now that would have been funny as hell to see. The women giggled again at him while they started cleaning up everything around them and the old man stood there with a blush on his face, my eyebrows only raised at seeing this, I never knew that an old man like him could blush bright red like, it was a funny color to see on his old wrinkled face.....