A friend's limits
Chapter four
A lady in waiting
Jane walked into the kitchen, Dragon munching away on one of Pepper's unique treats. Pepper, now fifteen have started to show in her womanhood. Her chest and hips were still developing. Her hair had gotten longer and she too had started on applying some make up on her face. Jane thought she must be one of the most beautiful women in the castle.
Pepper was rolling some dough on the table, her dark violet dress covered in flour.
"Dragon has been asking for more Turnip Tarts, but I'm afraid to run low for the King's meal." She said, looking at her older friend. Jane smiled. "Don't worry, the King could live without them…actually, he would die with them."
Pepper put her hands on her hips. "Ha ha, Jane." Jane smiled as Pepper continued with the cooking. "The king asked me to cook a feast for him, the knights and King Denith. He sent me some helpers but I' afraid that I might not have enough time to finish it." She said as she began to mold the dough into shapes.
Jane briefly hugged her.
"You will do fine. Just don't try to poison the Kings." She said, running out of the kitchen, barely dodging a wooden spoon.
The sun had started to descend into the West. Dragon was lightly sleeping on the ground when Jane woke him up. He snorted as he slowly opened his eyes and smiled. "May I help you, me lady?" He asked as she shook her head. "You can by going home to rest. You need your strength for the upcoming battle." She answered, him nodding.
"You might be right. Pepper's Tarts seem to have made me sleepy. Good night Jane." He said as he slowly lifted himself off the ground and flew towards his cave.
Jane sat where dragon had been sleeping.
Theodore walked up to her, kneeling beside her.
"You are invited to tonight's feast."
"I know, among side the other knights."
The gray haired male shook his head. "No, tonight, you are going as a lady in waiting."
She looked up to her past teacher and titled her head to the side.
"The princess decided that you were a knight far too long and that tonight will be your night to celebrate your femalely." He answered, making Jane smile. "That sounds like fun." She said, standing up with Theodore.
"The maids wait for you in your room for your arrival."
Jane left him in the court yard at a fast pace.
She was supposed to be one of the princess's ladies's in waiting, but her encounter with dragon changed all of that. Some days she wondered what it would feel like to be a lady and tonight she would.
Four maids were in her room, all holding something in their hands.
They grabbed hold of her and pulled her in the center of the room.
They undressed her and put something different on her body. They began to straighten her hair, pulling the strands all around, some putting make up on her face. Jane tried to move but their hands stopped her. Jane began to stop fighting them and let them do their jobs. When they finished their task they all took a few steps back and admired their work.
Jane looked at her self in the mirror.
She had a dark red gown on her that was tight on the waist but loose and large from the hips and below. It had a wide v cut showing the top of her bosoms. The dress was a tube top, the back having strings going to her back to support the dress. Unattached sleeves were on her arms, the long lengths passing her fingers. She was wearing a pearl chocker necklace with matching earrings.
Her heels matched her dress. She had black eyeliner on with a golden eyeshade and light blush applied on her face. Her hair was loose at the back. Most of her bangs and hair were pulled back some strands tied up on top of her head; the rest lightly curled falling over her shoulders. Few strands fell in front of her face.
Her mother walked in the room, a large smile on her face.
"Jane, you look beautiful."
Jane blushed as the maids left, their task taking them a few hours.
"Thank you, mother." Jane said, her hands fidgeting on top of the other. Her mother took notice and hugged her only child. "What's wrong Jane?" She asked as Jane sighed. "I'm nervous to walk in the dinning room like this."
"Why, my daughter?" Her blond haired mother asked, Jane sighing.
"Everyone is so used to see me dressed like a knight…what if they are disgusted?"
Her mother frowned.
"If they would be anything it would be blown away by your beauty." A large horn was heard. "Come, it is time to go." Her mother said, her too being made up. Her mother was the Queen's main lady in waiting. It was because of her mother than Jane was meant to be the princess's daughter's lady in waiting.
They walked through the castle and made their way to the grand BAL/dining room. The royal family and King Denith were sitting at the head of the table, while knights and other important people of the castle took their place.
Jane went to sit with the other knights but her mother made her sit with the other princess's ladies in waiting.
Gunther sat directly in front of her, looking not once but twice at her.
"Jane?" He asked as she blushed. Before she could respond, King Caradoc began to speak. "My family, friends, neighbors, knights and companions, tonight we feast to celebrate our future victory in the upcoming battle which will take place in two days from tomorrow. May God watch over us and help us through these times." He finished as everyone else in the room raised the glass of red wine to the king and took a sip.
Chatter took over the room within seconds as the first entrance was brought to the table.
'Garden salad?' Jane thought as she smiled. 'Rake probably had something to do with her not starting with the radish rolls.' Her smile became wider as she noticed two brown eyes stare at her. Her green looked back as she felt nervous.
"What is it Gunther?"
The young adult shook his head from all thoughts.
"Nothing, I thought I saw something else."
Jane shrugged while eating the first course. The second was brought out, then the third, fourth and finally the desert.
It was chocolate and black berry pudding.
Jane examined the pudding, for Pepper had once mistaken some poisonous berries for blackberries and nearly wiped out the whole castle. After declaring the pudding edible, she ate it with much delight. When the King finished, he pointed at the music band and they began to play a slow waltz.
Everyone stood up except for her and some other old men. Theodore took her mother to the dance floor.
Jane watched them dance around the room alongside with the King and Queen.
The young prince and princess were off to bed as the second song came on. A fox trot.
King Denith walked over to her.
"May I have this dance?" He asked politely, her taking his hand. Jane had grown bored of her own company so she accepted his offer. He led her to the floor, the other people moving out of their way. The music was fast, almost as quick as Jane's heart. The king pulled her into his arms and out within seconds, twirling her around the floor, crushing her petite frame into his semi muscular body. Her laughter filled the room as they moved around quickly but gracefully.
At the end of the song, the King bowed and kissed her hand.
"Why a woman as beautiful as you decided to become a knight and not be a lady is beyond me. Thank you for the dance, Jane." He said as he left her with a quick beating heart. Her smile was still imprinted on her face when a slow song was being played and two strong arms pulled her into a hard body. She looked up to see Gunther.
"G-Gunther…" She croaked as he rested his chin on top of her head.
"Just one dance Jane." He said as he began to lead the dance. After beginning to feel relaxed, her body began to mold with his, her arms wrapping around his neck, her head resting on his shoulder. His hands tightened around her waist, her stomach doing flips.
Gunther inhaled and smelt vanilla.
In the past year, Jane began to bathe regularly and used vanilla scented ointments and how he loved it. The song slowly ended but neither let go of each other. Jane felt so safe right now in his arms, her body pressed against his.
When a different song played, he finally pulled back, Jane half disappointed.
"Thank you, Jane." He said as he was about to leave when she grabbed hold of his hands. "I gave you a dance, now you owe me one." She said as they danced to an even faster fox trot. Gunther grinned as he pulled her into him, twirling her in and out of his arms, leading her around the floor. She moved even more gracefully with him that the king. He twirled her in spot, her dress flowing, and her loose hair bouncing around. A large smile was on her face. Each time they were into each other's arms their bodies came closer and closer as did their faces.
At the end of the song, Gunther dipped her low, bringing his own face merely centimeters away from hers. "My deed is done." He whispered in her ear, bringing her back to her feet. He walked away from the hard breathing woman, a grin on his face.
He had felt Jane's whole body pressed against his. Her flat stomach, her average but full breasts, her hips, her legs. Just the thought gave him shivers. The content male sat back in his seat, his eyes searching for Jane.
He saw her leave the room to the balcony.
Gunther thought about following after her, but not yet.
He had to torture her a bit no?
