I CAN GET USED TO THIS

Mira's face bloomed like a flower after the maid mentioned a KING

"Sure, tell his Majesty I'll be right there".

" Yes your Majesty". The maid said bowing before exiting the luxurious room.

" Do you need anything?" . She asked seeing the other maid still rooted to where she was.

" Uhm, the bath has been prepared. Would her Majesty like to take a dip?."

( My bath?. Are they going to bathe me?). She smiled imagining how it would feel like to be bathed by people. Beautiful women at that.

" Okay". I answered trying to be graceful as Korean movie actress would and stood up as a royal would.

" Lead the way". She commanded with authority. She was led to a massive door, which withheld a room big enough to be both hers and her brother's room merged together in real life.

The maid took her to a giant basin filled with warm water and petals hovering on top of the water. She felt like jumping right into it with her clothes on, but refrained from doing so. Two maids from nowhere walked up to her. She stared at them not understanding why they were standing in front of her, as if waiting for a move. Then it hit her like a stone.

" They were trying to take off her clothing". They gave her a stool, which she gladly sat on, then she watched as they took off her shoes. Then she stood up, giving them access to peel off her floral gown.

It felt like heaven on Earth. The warm water soothed out her cramped bones, she could feel the tension lowering it's guard as she relaxed all her body in it .

She was happy she had this dream she wish this never end. But she knew better . "She can't stay here forever".

She felt a bit uncomfortable when the maids started their job on washing her.

It was so slow and sensually seductive. She almost doze off but she took all her strength and inner sense not to .

She loved this feeling, she could get used to it if she comes here everyday. But how?. She brushed off the thought for later. Right now she has to savour these moment. She felt so relaxed and the delicate finger of the gorgeous lady felt like a smooth massage you'll pay for almost twenty thousand naira.

They soon got her dressed in a free gown. Not huge princess gown, flowing down from her waist with different layers, like a flower's petals, with no sleeves. There was a sash that stood as the offing shoulder and her natural makeover on her dessert sand skin which glows like gold, and her full luscious lips going perfectly with her small nose. Her face were perfect as if God took all his precious time to create her. Even she was lost with how gorgeous they transformed her.

" His Majesty awaits". One of the maids said, snapping her out of her imaginary world.

" Hmm" . She answered. They took her to a spacious room that has only a dinning table to occupy it.

" Wow". She almost muttered, then something caught her attention or should i say someone.

" Is that the King?". She couldn't help but feel nervous as hell. She could feel her heart thumping as if she just ran a marathon.

Even from his back you know he's damn gorgeous. " How will he look like?, Wait why am i anxious, this isn't real.

Now she had the confidence. Every step felt like a ticking bomb. ( " Doesn't he know I'm here?. Maybe to spice it up with suspense. Ah Mira your imaginations are hundred percent legit.)

" Your Majesty" . She said flashing her perfect smile. When he turned back it was as if time stopped.

" Yes" . He answered.