Chapter 30

"So you're serious about taking that woman as your bride?" Danzel stayed quiet. "I don't see why you would choose someone like her. She is not tame to be a Queen."

"She is tame." Danzel spoke.

"One whipping will not tame that woman. Besides how do you know she's a virgin?" Martin questioned.

"I can tell." Danzel responded.

"Women are very deceitful. You can never believe anything that comes out of their mouth."

"If you had those concerns, why do you not speak out before?" Danzel asked Martin.

"Why should I have to speak in front of that man? I'm the one that taught you all that you know. What I want to know is, why you would believe stuff that comes out of the tramp mouth." Danzel gritted his teeth and his hand gripped tightly at the arm rest on the throne chair. He couldn't take it anymore. He disapproved of anyone speaking like that about Jaysa.

"That's enough." Danzel spoke. "I don't give a damn about your thoughts or opinions. She will be mine and that is it." Danzel stood up.

"Your Majesty." Martin spoke out trying to reach his nephew shoulder but Danzel turned and smacked his hand away.

"I've listened to enough of your ignorance. I'm going to marry her. And if you dislike it, then that's just too bad." He spoke. He glared at his uncle for a moment longer before leaving the throne room. Martin stood in the room by himself. The man gritted his teeth. His fist shook with fiery beside his thighs.

"How dare he? This Kingdom. This throne. They were all supposed to be mine." Martin spoke to no one in particular.

Jaysa sighed. She was finally by herself. The young girl walked over to the water and stuck her hands in. The water was hot and that just made Jaysa even more excited. She hadn't soaked in a pool of water like this before. Jaysa turned to face the doors almost daring someone to walk in, but no one came inside. She smiled and took off the last piece of her clothes she had on. The cape she wore before had fallen on the floor sometime when she was pushing Danzel out of the room. She slowly stepped into the bath, and it felt so good. Jaysa sunk into the water as low as she could go without suffocating herself. She felt so relaxed that she didn't want to get out any time soon. While she soaked all kinds of thoughts were going through her head. Was she really going to wed the Prince and become Queen? Can she do it? Could she help run the country and make this a better place to live? In reality, he didn't seem that bad of a guy. Even when she was exposed to him, he never tried to do anything. He kissed her but it wasn't that bad. If he really wanted to have her, she knew he could. Maybe marrying him, won't be that bad as she thought. She dunked her head under the water wetting her hair in the process. Her hair felt so heavy because the dirt in her hair had turned to mud. It actually made it worse, but she still used her fingers to pull out as much mud as she could. She watched as several pieces fell down into the pool of water. Jaysa was far into her thoughts that she didn't hear the door open. It wasn't until she heard a male voice speak that broke her from her thoughts.

Oh God? She thought. It's him. She ducked into the water so her head was only thing sticking out. She eyed the door and saw a guard standing in the doorway. She was not ready for a fight, but if she needed to, she would use her strength if she had to. However, the man never entered the chambers. A couple women entered the room instead. The doors were shut behind the women as they walked further in the bathing area. Jaysa was relieved. The tension that was building dispersed from her body. The women walked over to Jaysa. They all had their hair tied up in a bun and wore long dresses that clung to their arms, chest, and waist, but fanned out past their hips. One of the girl's spoke to Jaysa.

"Miss, can you please step out of the bath." Her voice was soft and trustworthy. Jaysa was in a trance, because she did is they said.

"Please sit here." Another spoke. They had her sit on a wooden stool. Jaysa wasn't sure what was going to happen and was embarrassed to show off her body to these well dressed and cleaned women. The women rolled up their sleeves and reached in a small straw basket that held items that were used for the bath and a towel that was covering the basket. The woman began to scrub all of her arms, legs, chest, back, and stomach. Another worked on her knotted hair. They scrubbed the dirt off of her body. The water they use became dirty right away, so they had to change the water several times. The women would sometimes get quite rough on scrubbing on her body which left some red patches. Once her body was free of all the dirt and her hair knot free, one of the women reached out for brush that was also in the same basket. It hurt a bit as the woman started on Jaysa's hair. There were still times that they would find knots and the maid would have to work through them. The maid finished by wiping Jaysa dry. Jaysa couldn't shake the urge of running her fingers through her knot free hair, loving the feeling.

"Thank you." Jaysa spoke. "It's been so long since I was able to run my fingers through my hair." The maid's just nodded. One held out a robe suggesting her to put it on. Jaysa slipped her arm and into one of the sleeves and soon the next arm followed in the second one. She pulled her hair on the outside of the rope and while she did that the woman tied the rope so it was not open. It made her feel selfconscious because she was fully naked underneath it, and even though she was dry, the material stuck to her body. She followed the women out of the bathroom. They stopped which made Jaysa stop. They turned around and bowed. The women turned on their heels and walked away. She stood at the same spot not knowing what to do.