At that, Wanda opened the door and saw the Prince of Wakanda looking straight at her.
"Who drugged me?" was the first thing that left her lips.
At that, the Prince had an apologetic look in his eyes. "Miss Maximoff, I am so sorry we had to resort to that, but Mr. Rogers had asked for my help, and my men handled the situation the best as they were able to... Considering the circumstances you were in at that particular moment." He said, the tone of his voice very apologetic.
"By drugging me?" Wanda asked, the tone of her voice almost sharp.
"Again, Miss Maximoff. I sincerely apologize." The Prince replied.
"I've an idea how you can make it up to me." She replied, her eyes twinkling like stars.
And just as he was about to reply, a young man walked towards the Prince and said something to him in their native language. At that, the look on the Prince's face immediately changed.
He looked at Wanda and apologized." I'm so sorry, Miss Maximoff but I am urgently needed somewhere else. We will talk at dinner. Yes?" he said, and walked away without waiting for Wanda's reply.
"But I— wait! Where is Steve?" she asked, but didn't get an answer to that burning question, because the Prince had already walked around the corner of the hall.
At that, Wanda huffed and walked back inside the bedroom. She sat on the bed, and contemplated what to do next. The door was still open, so when she saw two women peaking inside, Wanda rudely shut the door in their faces with her mind. There was a storm raging in her head, not sure what she should do at the moment. One thing's for sure; she had to get out of this country!
That's the first thing. The seconds is that she had to search for Steve and Sam, and rescue them. But at the moment she had no one who could help her with that. From the looks of it, Wanda didn't think that the Prince would help her with the search. What did Steve ask of him? Did he ask the Prince to get her out and bring her here? She had tons of questions, but the Prince was the only one who could give her the answers and he was not here in the Palace.
"Crap!" she muttered under her breath, while laying herself down on the soft bed.
Miraculously, she felt so relaxed at the moment and as her eyes fluttered shut, Wanda heard a soft knock on the bedroom door.
"Miss Maximoff. Are you up? May we come inside the room?" she heard a sultry voice say.
At that, she groaned softly and rolled her eyes." Uhmm… yeah, sure."
The door slowly opened, and three pretty women walked inside the room." We're here at your service, Miss. May we help you get ready for dinner?" one of the women said.
"What? Dinner?" Wanda asked, a bit confused, looking out the window.
"What time is it? Isn't it too early to get ready for dinner?" Wanda asked, her brows furrowed.
"No, it's never too early to get ready for dinner, especially if the Prince is the host." The woman with the sultry voice replied, as a smile graced her pretty face.
"What time is dinner?" Wanda asked.
"Seven o'clock in the evening, Miss." The other woman replied.
At that, Wanda burst out into laughter. After a few moments, she shook her head and said." Let me see."
Glancing at the clock on the nightstand, she read that it was 2:30 PM." It's too early, ladies. I only need 30 minutes to get ready." Wanda said, trying to convince the three women.
The woman with the sultry voice shook her head firmly and said." No, Miss. We have a lot of work to do. We need more than those thirty minutes."
"Hey! What do you mean? A lot of work? Are you insinuating that I look and smell badly?" Wanda asked, and sniffed her own odor.
The two younger women giggled at that, and the older one said." No, Miss. We aren't saying that. Just trust us, OK? We are going to pamper you."
"Wait! No!" Wanda replied, and wanted to refuse but it was too late. The three women walked towards her, and with genuine smiles on their faces, Wanda felt three pairs of hands gently grabbing her and ushering her to the bathroom.
Wanda really was about to stop the women, but when her eyes landed on the bathroom, her mouth slightly fell open, her eyes almost popping out of their sockets. She never in her life had seen such a huge, and beautiful bathroom.
"OMG!" was what left her lips.
Her eyes darted from the bath tub ( was it made of silver?) to the wide mirror, then towards the exclusive shower stall, and then they darted towards the sink. (was that also made of silver?)
"Wow!" she exclaimed, not being able to stop looking around the bathroom. In the far corner of the bathroom, there was a vanity. (was it made of gold?)
At last, her eyes landed on the closet. Wanda was so distracted by all the shiny things that she didn't mind that the women were helping her out of her crimson red leather coat. But when one of them, began to unbutton her blouse, Wanda snapped out of the 'spell'.
'Wait! What do you think you're doing?" She asked, while tugging on her blouse.
"We're at your service, Miss. We're gonna help you clean and dress, and comb your hair till it shines, and then we're going to do the make-up. We're going to pamper, you! Would you like that?" the younger woman said, a smile gracing her face, making pretty dimples appear.
"Wait, wait a minute. Are you assuming that I'm going to let you look at me while I'm undressing?" Wanda asked, then swallowed.
At that, the women began to laugh." No, silly! We are going to undress you, and pamper you." She replied.
Wanda shook her head at that." No, you're not! I can bathe myself, is that clear?" she spat, not her intention to be rude, but she wasn't comfortable at all to be nude in front of others.
"Please, Miss. We are the best in what we do. After all the pampering, you won't be able to live without it. You'll ask for more." One of the women said.
"No." Wanda replied, the look in her eyes hard, and her voice a pitch lower than normal.
At that the three women talked to each other in their native language. Wanda waited impatiently, while biting on her fingernails. The women talked for a couple minutes, making Wanda loose her interest, so she leaned on the golden vanity. She didn't understand a word of it, but between all the strange sounding words, Wanda swore that she heard one of them saying a name. That immediately caught her attention, making her instantly walk towards the youngest woman.
At the moment, Wanda stood in front of her, eyes locked on said woman." Hi, I heard you say a name. Why did you say his name?"
The three women instantly froze at that." I… uhmm… sorry, Miss. What name are you referring to?" she asked, her cheeks suddenly flushed.
"The name you just mentioned fifty seconds ago. You three know what I'm talking about!" Wanda warned, her eyes turning red.
"Please, Miss. Calm down, OK? We're not here to harm you, please?" the oldest woman said, her voice pleading.
"You do know what I am capable of, right?" Wanda asked, her eyes piercing.
"Yes, Miss. We know, but we don't want any trouble. Our Prince wants to protect you and keep you safe. That's why he had sent his men to help you; they saved you and brought you here in his humble home, his Palace. We are not your enemy, Miss." The oldest woman replied, the look in her eyes soft.
At that, Wanda let out a deep breath, and after a few moments her body relaxed.
"I'm sorry. I'm not the monster people think that I am. I just… I thought one of you said someone's name. Someone I knew from three years ago. May… maybe I'm just tired. Sorry." Wanda explained, as tears pooled in her eyes.
At that, the youngest woman placed her hands on Wanda's upper arms." You are not alone, Miss. I see that you think you're alone in this world, but you're not." She said.
Wanda swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat, and replied." Yes, I wasn't alone a couple of days ago. I had Steve and Sam, two people who I could count on, who I'd give my life for. They'd do the same for me, I have experienced that. But now they're gone, and there's no one else, no one familiar who I can count on."
At that, the youngest woman turned to say something to the oldest. They argued for a minute or two, but then the oldest woman nodded.
"Yes, there is. There is someone here in Wakanda— someone familiar." She said, and grabbed her phone from her pocket.
"What? Who? Can he or she help me find Steve and Sam?" Wanda asked, her voice filled with hope all of a sudden.
At that, the woman handed the phone to Wanda." Here you go. Look, please?" She advised.
Wanda accepted the phone, not knowing what to expect. And when her eyes landed on the display, she swore her brain stopped working for a second, disbelieve written all over her face. She knew that it had to be real, and it wasn't an old photo, because the man in said photo was missing a left limb.
OH GOD! It was him! He was in a standing position, in some sort of booth, wearing a white sleeveless shirt, and he was frozen…
"Bucky." Was the name that tumbled from Wanda's pale lips, her eyes plastered on the picture.
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