The Do or Die

Ahishree POV

I nodded and moved towards the door. The lady joined me and took me towards the same gallery, We entered one of the galleries attached to the left. We walked to a beautiful garden reached of white and yellow flowers. There were so many flowers. Again, there was a beautiful hall-type chamber in front of the garden. We walked through the Garden pedestrian and reached the entrance of that hall.

As I came near the entrance, I could hear the giggling of girls. They were laughing, talking and must be many in number. I suddenly stopped feeling safe. Although I was not already, the aura of the place didn't sound so good. I entered with the other woman and see a group of ladies playing ludo and then another group who was talking and gossiping about something. My sight fell on a lady who was lying on the Bare floor with her long black hair open. Her blouse was too small which shows most of her big bosoms]. I felt a little shy and turned my face away. One lady was seeing lice in the other head.

The place sounds a little not-so-normal to me. Their clothes are too short and as I went further I see some people talking. I hear one of them saying "The Prince was very harsh last night. I almost cried and screamed so loud. He kept pressing my nipples" she said touching her nipples and I felt hell awkward.

What the hell is wrong with them?

"God knows, when will I get the chance to be thirsted by Prince, He is so strong" I heard another one. Although the voice was getting faded as we were walking more inside the Room but audible.

"No one gets the Chance other than Chandramukhi..." I heard one more voice and their laughter.

"These are Royal sex workers," The lady walking with me said.

I almost connected all the dots of their behaviour and what the hell am doing here?

"Prince wants me to be a sex worker?" I asked her with a shocked face.

And what does that exactly means?

"I don't know Princess, I just asked you to meet their designer. She will be making you ready for the night"

I hate him a lot.

"The designer is so old and loyal to the Empire and making girls ready to meet the prince for a long time. She understands the taste of Prince in girls very much. She can't walk long, so you are asked to come here" She continued saying as we reached a room.

I entered with the lady. The room was not so big but beautiful. I saw the lady humming some cultural song while combing her long grey hair.

She might have noticed our presence as she turned to us and smiled. I walked towards her and She looked at me from up to down. She smiled sarcastically and asked me to sit on the chair.

I sat on the chair accepting whatever going to happen to me. She touched my hair and opened my long braid to loosen the hair.

"Your hairs are so beautiful, Prince loves long hair," she said I remembered how everyone always praised my hair since childhood.

She combed and left them open which was a little irritating to me. I hardly let my hair open.

Then she moved towards my face and applied some kind of liquid to it. I saw her smiling in the mirror when she touched my skin. "Your skin is so soft, usually girls like you don't have this beautiful skin," she said and something hit me hard. She just thought of me as a sex worker. I thought to correct her but chose to shut up because I didn't want to know her about the thing between him and me.

"You know what, Prince is very choosy when it comes to Girl. He doesn't prefer any random girl but a well-thought one. You might have impressed him with your beauty. Otherwise, he won't allow anyone to come near him so easily." She continued assaulting my ears with his so-called Prince's talks.

After a few moments, she was done with my face and jewellery. I looked at myself wearing heavy jewellery and a perfect woman look.

She clapped two times and a girl with the long, beautiful red and green colour lehnga choli, entered.

She looked at me. "You have to wear this. Red with a little shade of green is the favourite Prince. He will get mesmerized by looking at you in this." She said and handed me the same.

It was not been even a week since my family's death and I was getting ready as a Bride. A tear escaped looking at the beautiful dress. I would have loved to wear this and roam in the whole Palace if I were in my Empire.

"Everything will be okay," the old lady said and I couldn't understand in what sense she wants to connect that. But, I nodded and walked behind the wooden wall, that was meant to change clothes.

I changed the lehnga and ties the knot of the band a little below my navel as I always do. It fits me perfectly and lifts heavy which was increasing its grace of it. I settled the dagger carefully in the waistband and changed the blouse.

I felt very uncomfortable and naked in the blouse because the only way to stick it to the body is the thread or Dori connected to it on the backside. I tried making a knot of it but it seems beyond my power.

I went outside and asked the old lady to do it. She saw me, smiled and muttered the word 'beautiful'.

"I feel naked in this Blouse," I said.

"This is fashion darling" she replied.

Do hell with fashion. She tied the veil properly and I looked at myself in the mirror. I was looking beautiful. I never imagined myself like that.

I waited and heard the nuisance of the old lady about 'Prince this, Prince that' until a lady came and said.

"Prince wants to see you, Princess"

I nodded and looked at the old lady whose mouth fell a little as she called me Princess. But, Ignoring her and settling the dagger, I moved.

'This is Do or Die" I took a long breath.