Mistress Queen
Ch.1-End of the Beginning
Following the light of the sun, we left the Old World.
-Christopher Columbus
Amethyst. I absolutely hate my name with a passion, even from the time I was a young fae dancing in the forests with my three sisters who, (naturally) had more attractive names. They were gone now, all were; either killed or captured I wasn't sure any more as I was sold into the Underground. Dazed, clear logic would not enter my mind. Father had a habit for naming us on appearance. My oldest sister Dawn was named for my mother, my second oldest Coral for her light pink hair, while Crystal was named for that clear, bright, sparkle she always seemed to radiate in both eyes and her short pixie cut hair. And as the youngest, I am Amethyst, called so for my pastel, almost lilac long waves and violet eyes. How original.
The royal carriage sent to fetch me for a long one-way trip, bumped and bounced about on the rough terrain of rock, dust, and hills. Such random, senseless thoughts as names, were the only things claming my mind of an awaited fate that would call to me the minute the carriage arrived at the Goblin King's castle. I didn't even know who this king was or what he even looked like, only that like it or not I was forever his. I looked out of the small window to see what little I could see. There were sharp turns everywhere; a maze of confusion. If one was lost it would be years before they'd ever get out again. So much for a plan of escape in the midnight hours.
The Labyrinth was so very different from my home; from the disgusting creatures, to the bleak scenery, to the air itself. The Land of the Light was lush and green with color at every corner with inhabitants and creatures just as beautiful as their habitat. Caring less of fear and less of what this King of such a vial land would do to me this night and many nights to come, this place, this kingdom would never be my home.
Soon an enormous stone castle came into view that looked more like an army fortitude of some sort, and shortly after that, just as expected, the carriage pulled to a stop. This was it; it was time to face my destiny. I pulled the hood of my cloak over my head and stepped out of the carriage to be escorted into the castle.
I was surprised to find the interior of the castle much more elegant, much more pleasing, then the outside…expect for the damned goblins. They were so loud and terribly stupid and I wondered how Jareth even won a civil war with his citizens. Probably because there were more terrifying inhabitants out in the Labyrinth that I wished not to meet. Captive and slave of a war made me sick of Labyrinth creatures for a lifetime. Yet as I tried to make my way down the hall with the guards the goblins surrounded me with shouts, whistles, and screams.
"So pretty the King's fallen princess is!" One clawed at my skirt scowling.
I let out a yelp and kicked the slimly thing away from me as hard as I could. The others laughed at their comrade as he flew across the room.
"Let's go! Move along slave!" the guard shoved me forward. So I was to be made a ridicule as this kingdom's prisoner? We would see…
Moments later I was brought to a grand door where the head guard knocked five times. The heavy door was answer by a lady in robes.
"This must be the King's princess?" the lady turned to me, "come forward my dear. We have been expecting you. I am Jazza." Of all the people in this land so far Jazza was the only person that I could ever regard with as much decency. The room was pastel pink with showers, lagoons, waterfalls, springs and pools, everywhere there was steam or candles.
"What is this place?" I asked stepping forward inside as was instructed.
"The Cleansing Room, a spa of relaxation if you will," she turned to the guards, "you may leave us now." And the doors of The Cleansing Room were tightly sealed.
Jazza clapped her hands and servant maidens rushed forward and quickly begin to undress me.
"What are you doing?" I gasped as my cloths fell to the floor.
"What we were ordered to do, Fallen Princess," Jazza running some hot water, "his majesty values softness and cleanliness. He wanted me inform you once you arrived to feel free to use our Cleansing Room as often as you wish."
As a flute played I was bathed in a tub of sweet smelling soap. "Honey and Lavender" I was told by a maiden when asking of the scent. I was then waxed from the neck down and placed into another bath again.
"I hear you're fresh." Jazza said while gently scrubbing my hair.
"What?" I asked completely caught off guard.
"Untouched," Jazza repeated, "Is it true?"
It was, I still was a virgin. It wouldn't have been so if Conrad, a young warrior who I was "involved" with, hadn't joined the high rankings of my father's army. He was one of my father's most trusted warriors and I was in love with him. So many times we had come so close…that was a time when I thought the war wouldn't take place in a thousand millenniums, that it was all talk of eager males and foolishness. And now here I was sitting in the enemy's castle. I didn't answer to Jazza, she had heard the rumors; there was nothing else to be said.
"It's quite alright," she said after a moment of silence, "just one more thing the King will enjoy conquering."
After oils were rubbed onto me, and my hair brushed soft and dry, I was dressed in only transparent silks that left nothing to the imagination. The low cut top that only barely covered my breasts and exposed my flat stomach had diamonds everywhere and was tied in the back. The bottom was just a silk thong with random pieces of cloth that flowed at the side of my hips. I might have as well walked to my master's bedchamber naked.
Leaving the Cleansing Room I bid Jazza a good evening and was lead to the King's chambers.
"His highness is attending other affairs at the moment, you are to wait inside." The head guard opened the doors and pushed me in. "He wishes you would make your self comfortable. Good evening." The last thing I heard was the click of the lock and footsteps leaving me to await tonight's destiny.
COPYRIGHT 2006
BY: MaybeBaby17
Alright hope you liked! Don't worry loves, Jareth's "big entrance" is up next in Chapter 2. Review! Much love!