"My lady, it's 6am, it's time to finally arise." I heard as Jasper, my loyal butler and servant, drew open my curtains to reveal sunlight into the room which made me cringe.
"Jasper, it's so early, why do I have to wake up?" I ask in a degruntled and rather angry voice as I throw my pillow over my face to block the sunlight from hitting my line of sight.
"You have a meeting today with someone you might remember. They've asked me to keep their name annoyumaus for this as they believe that you knowing their name will post-pone the meeting and it does sound like you, your majesty." Jasper said in almost a dry yet humourous way, as if almost laughing at the thing I didn't know.
"Alright." I almost whine as I throw my warm covers off and sit up in my bed, my dog 'Elliot' (named after my old departed friend) lays his head on my leg as if asking me to stay, but I shake my head to him and he realises and hops off and does his usual little smile to me, encourging me to stand up, and I do. When I finally get to my feet, I begin to make me way over to my dressing quarters. I choose the first thing I could see. A red dress, long in the back and short in the front, a black lace corset, black stockings and red shoes before placing my crown on the top of my head.
"That's an interesting choice." I hear Jasper say from just by me as I walk out from the dressing board. "It suits you, it really brings out your eyes." He says with almost a chuckle as he looks at my almost gothic attire.
"I just wanted to dress nice today, is that a crime?" I ask him as I place one hand on my hip and leaning off the the side.
"Of course not my lady, but I do suggest you take this." He says as he suddenly pulls a small knife and a strap out from behind his back.
"It's a knife strap that wraps around your thigh to keep it secure, your dress should hide it. It's for protection you majesty." Jasper says lightly as I take the objects from him before securing the knife to my left thigh without even thinking about it.
"Why would I need protection? Isn't it just a meeting?" I ask him as I pull the front of my dress back down and I stand straight again, ajusting to the feeling of the knife being so taught to my leg.
"No reason, my lady. Ah! Look at the time, they should be waiting for you in the drawing room, I suggest you hurry along." Jasper says in almost a shocked way as he looks at the grandfather clock at the corner of my room before pushing me from behind by my back to my bedroom door and then shutting the door behind me, stopping me from re-entering my room for the day. Jasper does this most everyday, it stops me from being lazy and such, but I do miss my room.
I began to make my way down the hallways of the castle as servants of all kind stopped to bow to me as I walked by, all of them muttering 'My lady' as I passed them slowly. When I had finally made it to the door of the drawing room, I felt almost a twang of fear knot up inside of me. Who was I meeting and why did it have to be so early and dire? Taking one more final deep breath, I pushed open the doors to the room.
As I entered, I found it to be empty. There was no-one sitting in the other seat by the fire, did they leave? Then, all of a sudden, I heard the door slam and I turned to see the man I dreaded most, Reaver.
"Ahh, hello my Queen? How is your leige this fine morning?" The man dressed in white and black asked me as he approched me slowly, smirking at me in his usual devillish way.
"You." I say in a blunt voice, giving him a clear point that I was disapointed to see him.
"Oh come now my Queen, don't be so discouraged by me." He says as he sits himself down the the right seat by the fire, crossing his legs and leaning on his elbow looking at me with the same smirk.
"What is it you want here with me?" I ask him as I suddenly feel as urge to pull my knife out on him on impulse.
"My Queen, I simply want to invite you to my manor." He said as he clasped his hands together, his black leather gloves squeaking and making an iritiaing noise.
"Like one of your sadistic parties from before? Don't even think about it." I almost hiss at him, gripping the top of the free chair as he contiues to stare at me in sheer amusement.
The last party of his I attended, I was almost killed due to his sadistic party tendenties. Which included spinning a wheel to determine which monster I would have to face next, I'm lucky I made it out alive.
"No, it's not for that." He said in an amused tone. "It's just because I wish to know you better as you are the Queen of this country." He said as he slowly began to rise from his chair and approch me, his cane smacking the floor with every step he took.
"W-What are you doing?" I ask him in a fearful voice as I begin to back up without even thinking about it.
"Ah ha! Is the Queen afraid of me?" He laughs out as he puts his cane up over his shoulder.
"No, I'm scared of what you've done. You've done worse things than Logan. Pirated, sacrificed...attempted to kill a princess." I bark at him as he continues to walk my way.
"Ah yes, the princess. You were an attractive little thing back then." He said with another laugh. And with that, I pulled my knife out from under my dress, accidently slicing my leg on the way and I hold it up to him.
"Another step Reaver and I slit your throat wide open." I threaten, forcing the blade his way as he stands, unfazed with the same smile.
"And I'll blow your head right off you pretty shoulders." He counters, pulling his level 5, glowing blue gun out from under his jacket, holding it at arms length towards me.
I stop and freeze. He's going to kill me.
"Ah stop looking so scared your majesty, do you really think I'd kill a monarch in her own home come now." He laughs before putting on a suddenly, and almost shocking, sinister tone. "I'd kill her somewhere else." Before going back to his smile and tucking his gun back into his jacket as I slowly tuck my knife back into it's holder.
"Now, what exaclty is it you want from me?" I ask as I make my way past him and to one of the seats by the fire as he slowly does the same.
"Nothing much, just some time for us to talk over a drink."
"I'm not drinking anywhere near you."
"Fine, do as you wish, but we do need to talk. There is pressing matters to adress to." He says before suddenly standing, picking his cane back up and going for the door.
"I'll expect to see you at my mansion...hm..tonight? Yes, yes that'll be great, tatty-bye!" And with that, he opened the door and slamed it as I quietly called his name out after him, reaching his way in utter confusion. What could this mean?
'There is pressing matters to adress to'? What could he have meant?
Slowly, thinking everything over, I stood from my seat and I muttered his name under my breath once more. It was so odd having him be so confident in such a way. Not that Reaver isn't confident, he definitely is, it's just that he was so certain on something happening, that being me going to his mansion. He was so confident to the point that he was happily going to shoot me in the face if I objected, which isn't exactly odd of him but it shook me.
Then, once again, the door to the drawing room opened.
"Oh, your lady, I'm sorry I've intruded, I meant to knock."
When I looked up, I noticed that one of the old generals from the war camps, Ben Finn, was at the door looking at me.
"Oh, Ben. No, no it's alright. What are you doing here?" I ask him, standing from my seat and approaching him, shaking his hand tightly and warmly with a smile.
"I dunno really. I was given orders from Logan to quickly go check the treasury." He said, rubbing the back of his head rather awkwardly as the fire at the back of the room roared.
"Logan? Treasury? Logan doesn't even have a title anymore, why did you take the order?" I ask him rather casually, trying not to let angry get the better of me.
"I know but he scares me, don't he?" Ben said bluntly with almost a smirk as he knew he was in the wrong. I gave him one final smile before going to pass him by.
"Alright, you know where the treasury is anyway. I trust you not to touch anything." I say as I pass him by, making my way to the hallway.
"Of course, ma'am." He says after me, shutting the drawing rooms door and entering as I continued to go down the hallway to possibly make my way back into my room somehow.
As I walked, the same occurred; servants bowed to me and said 'My lady' as I passed them. Yet, I couldn't concentrate at all. I just couldn't stop thinking about Reaver and why he wanted me at his mansion. It seems so incredibly suspicious, and yet so innocent. Yet, what if he's trying to trick me to harm me?
Then, suddenly, I accidently bumped into someone whilst within my thoughts.
"Oh, my Queen, I apologise." I heard in the familiar voice of Logan who was standing rather tall to me, looking shocked and yet calm.
"Oh hello Logan." I began. "Would you care to tell me why you're ordering Ben Finn around?"
He suddenly began to look kinda nervous, as if he didn't want me to ask him that.
"It's nothing, I can assure you. We needed to check the treasury anyway, aren't we in debt?" He asks me.
"Yes indeed, violently in debt." I say as I bring my hand to my mouth and bite it softly, my teeth gripping around the skin on my right hand.
"Yes well we, well…I..wanted to know how much so we could maybe do something about it." He said with an almost dry way, looking as if he had failed.
"Don't worry, Logan. We'll figure out something." I say reassuringly, patting his shoulder slowly as I go to pass him by.
"But, Logan. Never order my soldiers around again." I say to him as I look over my shoulder at him, laughing slightly as he nods to me kindly and I begin to walk again.
After some time of walking in hallways and making my way around servants and many others that passed me, I made it to the outside of my room. I got all of my strength ready to batter down my probably locked door, until it suddenly opened.
"Ah, Hello!" Jasper, who was in front of me after just opening the door, staring at me as I stood in a ready stance.
"It's past morning time; you may come back in my lady." He said, going to the side of the door and bowing to me, giving me right of way.
What? How is it past 12pm already?
I walked into my room and I went over to my bed and sat on it heavily as my dog, Elliot ran up to me and started nudging my leg. With a smile, I sat back up and I leaned over to him and petted him lightly.
"Ello boy." I said as I patted his head as his 'smile' beamed up at me. This gave me the encouragement I needed to not be scared of the evening time. Yet, if I want to make it for at least 7pm, I'll need to start getting ready now because I'll have to walk.
I went back over to my dressing area and I began to get ready. Without much thought, I threw on a deep red short dress that came just to my thighs, a tight black corset and a broken dress cage on the back for an artistic touch with fresh flowers decorating it. I then went to my mirror and I threw rather dark makeup on to make my eyes more intense, and I was content. I was ready.
Then, I went for the door out of my room into the back courtyard, and I left, the sun high in the sky still. I walked through the court yard as all the noble men and ladies bowed over to me silently, respecting their queen kindly. Only then, I made my way out on the road.
As I walked slowly, the sky began to fall over Bowerstone as it was getting quickly dark and the streets became dark as Bowerstone industrial was bright in the distance as I made my way into Millfield, the location of Reavers infamous mansion.
As I walked, I suddenly heard rustling coming from what was left of the trees in the now industrial town and before I could react a group of bandits suddenly jumped out at me and formed a sudden circle around me.
"We've never killed a Queen before." I heard one mutter as I heard the sound of a gun being cocked back.
Shit, I'm dead. I forgot my gun.
They began to make their way around me, circling me before one lunged at me, knocking me straight in the face as I threw a punk, knocking them twice as hard as they hit me, making them fall face first into the ground as I suddenly felt a pain in my lower back.
I was shot.
And I feel to my knees before right onto my face as everything went black.
Awaking once more, I found myself in a room I did not recognise. It was red, exceedingly red, and had gold touched everywhere as well as a dim fire at the back, roaring away silently as a figure seemed to be sitting by the fire in a large chair, but I could see their arm resting as they held a glass of some kind of drink. I then looked down at myself and I noticed had bandages around my waist and my corset was missing.
"Hello?" I called out to the figure softly and silently as I breathed in the sweet, almost seducing smell in the room.
"Ah, you're awake."
Is that…Reaver's voice?
The figure stood and began to turn and walk towards me, and I saw it was Reaver himself without his jacket or hat, smirking at me. Instinctually, I began to panic.
"Don't move." He said bluntly as he came to the side of the bed and sat on it right beside me.
"If it wasn't for that ridiculously tight corset, your kidneys would be ripped right out of your body right now, you are a smart girl." He says as if almost taunting me, but I smile.
I'd heard of it before, but I didn't know it was true. That tight corsets can save a life, which is funny to be fair.
"Wait, how did you find me?" I asked him, suddenly remembering that I was in the street a good 2 miles from his mansion.
"I was on a night walk and I found you face down bleeding buckets and I swear my Queen I almost died at the sight. All my nice new soil being ruined by your blood, how rude." He said in a sarcastic and mocking way, smirking at me as I gritted my teeth.
Night walk? Bullshit, you never walk anywhere.