The Palace (2)

Unfazed by his mother's reaction, the king turned towards Belle and helped her to get off the horse. Once she was standing on her feet he grabbed her hand and started walking towards the foyer of the palace.

His mere touch sent the cold chills down her spine. She had to fight the every tissue and fiber of her body to not to pull her hand away due to the fear of consequences.

When they reached inside King instructed the maids to take her to the bathroom for bath and get her ready in a new dress.

The bathroom was equal to the size of her whole house. Every single thing screamed royalty. The curtains of bathtub were made up of net and silk. The bathtub was a huge one.

Maids got her bath ready and asked her to remove her clothes for bath but Belle was too shy to let someone see the intimate parts of her body even if they were females. So she asked them to give her some privacy though it was difficult for her to convince them but they eventually agreed.

When she was done with the bath she wrapped a towel around herself and came out of the tub.

Her body smelled of lavenders. The maids got her ready in a beautiful purple gown. The upper half of the gown was covered with jewels and silver work. It was hugging her slim waist perfectly. They combed her dark silky hair. She was not used to this much attention so she felt strange. Her curvaceous body, made her look more womanly and beautiful.

The diamond earrings added elegance. She was looking like a fairy.

The maids complemented her but she could care less about her looks. She was worried about her life and her family. The monster had stolen her from them.

The king, who was waiting for her, was getting more and more restless as he wanted to see her badly. Even just the mere thought of her made his blood to pump faster in his veins. His desire for her knew no bounds. He was getting frustrated by every passing minute.

Soon he heard the knock on his chambers main door. The guard came and informed him about her presence. He ordered him to let her in and dismissed him.

When he saw her in a beautiful gown he was awe struck.

'She is looking like a beautiful doll. My doll.'

'Soon she'll have my ring on her finger. My choice is the best after all.'

His thoughts made him smirk proudly.

She did not even spare him a glance. Her eyes were glued to the floor. His intense gaze was making her small figure shiver. He moved forward and caressed her right cheek with the back of his hand. His touch sent the shivers down her spine but she did not look towards him.

'Why the fuck she is not looking at me?'

He was getting angry due to her lack of attention.

"Belle?" He called.

When she did not answer his face turned red, the veins in his forehead bulging and adrenaline pumped in his blood.

'How dare she disrespect me like this?I fucking need to teach her a fucking lesson.'