Life of a Dancer 2 - Chapter Twenty Seven

Faellia took Lily upstairs after feeding her, which she still couldn't get over her eating habits, she thought, and ran a bath for her.

Lily then just looked around, as she was expecting to be left alone, when Faellia just rolled her eyes, and began to strip her. Lily almost began to scream, but Faellia was so efficient, she never her chance. Standing naked, something she had not been in a very long time, Faellia just opened her arms, as Lily was covering herself, almost in shame.

"Mistress you are just as beautiful as Axia. You have nothing to fear here. Ever. Everyone here worships you as you are the daughter of a chosen. To us, nothing is ever higher. I am going to make you feel comfortable again even if it kills me, so lets get you into that bath, alright?" she said as she pulled her towards her bathing room.

"Faellia, what do you mean I am the daughter of a chosen?" she said as Faellia had helped her into the tall bathtub. It was almost the same as Axia's as this room was considered the VIPs room. It was also intended for any children that Axia was able to bear for Aldo, when the home was made.

"You are the first daughter of MistressAxia, the chosen of Lachlan." Faellia said

"But she is my grandmother, not my mother. And who is Lachlan?" she said in confusion

"I see I have some explaining to do." she said and she began the story that started 170 years ago. When she finished, which took a long time, she had already gotten her so comfortable to Faellia's touch, which Lily was not flinching because Faellia was rubbing lotion all over her body. Smiling that she had been able to distract her enough, to make her comfortable, she began to dress her, still telling the story, and bringing her up to speed on current events

Lily then realized what Faellia had been doing and nearly shrieked aloud as she had placed her into a white Sunday dress with a very low cut bodice. "I can't wear this!" she nearly screamed

"Of course you can darling. Now, let's see what we can do with your hair. It is rather tangled. I may have to cut some of it, okay" Faellia said as she took a hairbrush to it and attempted to brush the thick hair. Smiling as this girl definitely inherited Axia's traits, she was able to save the hair, and got it all brushed out. She then left the room, and returned with Axia's red ribbons Placing each one on either side of her head, and giving her the colour she needed, she declared her done. She then opened the door to find Arden now sitting at the door, almost guarding it. She moved away from him and allowed him to enter the bedroom. She then closed the door, and before they knew it, locked them in there.

Pocketing the key, she sighed, knowing her bed tonight would be the couch, if she had anything to say about it. She knew that the man loved her, and would treat her good, but she had to learn to be comfortable, and she sensed that he would be the one to teach her. Smiling, as she stopped hearing struggles inside, and soft moans she headed back downstairs to make the supper meal for everyone.