WHAT UP!

So, last time we saw how evil Austin can be and now we'll see how Ally reacts to all of it. Ally will also start a new part of her journey to being a 'reluctant' queen.

RANT:

So, Ross IS dating Courtney Eaton. There's a video of them making out, holding hands and I will admit my heart sunk. I find it weird though that she started hanging out with R5 a few months before her movie came out… Definitely a little skeptical about this whole thing, don't you agree? Against my better judgement and my personal feelings, I support Ross in whatever and whoever he wants to date.

I don't mean to hate or anything, it's just, when you've been rooting for a certain couple for almost four years, it's very unsettling. That's not to say I don't expect them to stay together for like ever, with him touring and her modeling and acting career, I just don't see it lasting longer than a year or two maybe.

Like Ross has said many times, we don't know what will happen ten years down the road. However, I can always count on the wonderful ship that is AUSLLY!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Austin & Ally

Chapter 15

Proper Etiquette and Reaping the Rewards

Previously:

Walking over to my underwear drawer, I was shocked to see what was waiting inside for me. Well, shocked is a very low key word for what I saw. I picked up a deep red, lace trimmed see through thong and couldn't stop what came out of my mouth next.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!"

Ally's POV:

What the hell is all of this?!

I put down the red scrap of lace and began burrowing through the drawer trying to find anything that resembled my own underwear. I had no such luck. Everything in the drawer, from my panties to my sleepwear, looked completely different. Each one was something I know my mother would be positively appalled at.

Everything I pulled out look like what those ladies of the night wear to attract potential customers, not something a respectable lady like me would wear. I have a sneaky feeling that this is Austin's handy work. He has always complained about everything I've worn, from my dresses down to my underwear, and from that stunt I pulled earlier, I'm guessing this is his form of revenge.

I wasn't going to let a small thing like this faze me too much, granted I wasn't comfortable with it at all, but two can play at this game. Unbeknownst to Austin, Avion had taught me a reversal spell, so even though he changed them, I can change them right back. At least, I thought I could.

I cleared my head and began to remember how they looked before his little 'alteration.' The full front and back with the lace trimming and nothing that could show my womanhood if I moved the wrong way. I fully expected them to have gone back, but when I opened my eyes, I was thoroughly disappointed. The pair I was still holding hadn't changed at all!

I tried again with another pair and still nothing happened. How come that stupid spell didn't work?! I tried it out on other objects today with Avion and it worked perfectly. Now, I'm getting nothing.

What was I going to do?!

I realize that these new clothes are the only pairs of underwear that I have, but if I wear them who knows what Austin will try to pull? Every part of me will be on display like a wounded gazelle just waiting for the ravenous lion to pounce. I may hate him with a burning passion, but I will admit that deep inside me, way, way, way, WAY deep inside me, he has kind of grown on me. We share the same love of music, some views on equality, but our personalities are completely different. Plus, he's so possessive that I feel like I can't breathe without him knowing about it.

I didn't realize how lost in my own thoughts I was until I heard a knock at the door. I jumped a little as I hurriedly threw the racy underwear back in the drawer and called for whoever it was to come in. The door opened to reveal a young girl, probably around ten or twelve years old, followed by another woman who was carrying a stack of books with her. They both bowed before me before speaking.

"Good day, my lady, my name is Clarissa Eve, the head seamstress and etiquette teacher, to the royal family for half a century." She said. Clarissa looked to be in her late 30s with bright blonde hair, shockingly blue eyes, pointed ears, pale skin and was quite tall, well compared to me. She was wearing a dark blue dress that had a large gap in front and back of her legs, paired with brown boots and various bangles on each of her arms.

She was a strikingly beautiful woman, but what intrigued me was the little girl standing behind her. Clarissa must have noticed me staring because she motioned for the little girl to come forward.

"This is my daughter as well as my apprentice, Isabel Eve, 'Izzy' for short." She explained, placing her hands on Izzy's shoulders. I saw a blush appear on Izzy's face as she looked down at her feet. "She will be with me for every lesson as part of her training; I hope you don't mind that she's here."

"No, of course not, if she wants to be here, then by all means." I said, sneaking another look at little Izzy.

Izzy was a very pretty little girl as she took after her mother in looks. They shared the blonde hair, pale skin and pointed ears. Unlike her mother, however Izzy seemed to have two different colored eyes; her right was bright blue and her left was a greenish-blue mix. I had seen this kind of thing in other people and I found it to be an interesting trait to have.

"So, as I said before, his majesty has placed it upon me to teach you about the etiquette and procedures that will come with when you become queen." Clarissa said. Etiquette lessons, for what exactly? I've had years of these kinds of classes, so why would I need to take more of them?

"Okay, has Austin given a reason as to why I have to have these classes?" I asked. Clarissa adjusted the books in her arms and then set them down on the vanity next to her.

"His majesty has been asked by the other families for you and his majesty to attend lunch meetings every day this week." She explained. "They wish to meet their future queen, so it would be best that you know what to expect, how to act and what they might throw your way."

I knew that would be coming some time, but I didn't think it would be this soon. I didn't really care if I impressed them or not because I'am going to find a way home no matter what, but I had to play along with it. I didn't want to raise the warning bars or have someone go and tell Austin and have him be even more possessive then he already is.

So, let the walking with books on top of my head begin!

The next two hours were filled with Clarissa instructing me on how to act when I meet the other families, addressing the counsel, common folk and the like, and finally, planing out what I would wear to each of these lunch dates. Clarissa actually used her magic on the sketches she made to animate them and bring them to life. Normal seamstresses would use a needle, thread, fabric and their own hands to make clothes and it would usually take a few days to finish them. All Clarissa has to do is draw a design, wave her hand over it and before I knew it, we had five complete outfits ready.

Okay, Avion has got to teach me whatever spell that is!

After that grueling, yet somewhat fun two hour period, Clarissa collected her books, supplies and Izzy to depart for the day.

"You did very well today, my lady." She told me. "I'll be back tomorrow for another lesson and then you will have your first lunch meeting with the Starr family the next day. His majesty should be able to tell you the rest at dinner tonight."

"Thank you for all you did and I'll be sure to put it to good use." I said, trying to sound convincing. Clarissa gave me a look before shaking her head and motioning for Izzy to follow her out.

Clarissa had left the room when little Izzy turned back towards me. She seemed to be straining to say something because her face had changed to a slight shade of red. She swallowed before bowing again and quickly leaving the room. The poor girl must have an overwhelming amount of shyness to be like that.

I sighed to myself, relieved to finally have a moment to myself, and thought about what I should do about my underwear situation. I should seek some kind of help, but who do you go to when you want to change your underwear back? Yeah, I can't think of anyone either. So, I guess I'm stuck with Austin's 'gift' for now.

No One's POV:

After her lesson, Ally decided to wander to the indoor garden that she had come across earlier. It had been a very stressful day, so she needed time to relax and that usually happened when she was surrounded by beautiful flowers and the calming sounds of nature. The garden was placed directly underneath a glass dome that let in vast amounts of light, reflecting the bright colors of the flowers.

If only every day could be like this Ally thought.

She sat on a bench with a book in her hand as she enjoyed the peace and quiet, but deep inside her, she was actually freaking out. The reason being was pretty self-explanatory. Once night comes and it's time to go to bed, what will Austin pull during the night? She could only imagine what he might have in store for her.

Ally had racked her brain for any form of escape she could think of; fall asleep before him, look for another place to sleep, sleep in the giant bathtub or possibly, all of the above. She silently prayed for a miracle to happen, like a meeting that runs late or being called into to look over some sort of plans, anything to keep him from trying to molest her half the night.

Giving up on reading her book, she got off the bench and marched her way down the hall. She knew it was close to dinner and she didn't want to keep her 'fiancé' waiting. She walked down the log hallway towards Austin's solar, when she came upon a portrait she hadn't seen before. It was huge portrait of a man and a woman, each dressed in royal regalia and standing next to each other. Ally noticed the woman staring fondly at a bundle that was nestled in her arms, a bundle that carried a baby in it. The baby had its eyes closed, but was gripping the woman's finger with its tiny hand.

Wait, Ally thought, that baby couldn't be Austin, could it?

"That's me and my parents a couple of days after I was born." A voice said as Ally jumped a little. She placed a hand over her heart as she came face to face with Austin, who was leaning against the wall.

"Okay first, you scared me and second, that's your parents?" Austin shook his head in a 'yes'.

"My father reigned for many, many years before he met my mother and like your parents, they had trouble conceiving." He explained. "So, the day I was born, my father commissioned this painting and it's been hanging here ever since."

Ally, who was too lost in her thoughts about what Austin was saying, didn't notice when Austin had moved in close to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. She jumped a little when she realized it, but didn't move the second he did it. Austin turned them away from the painting and they continued on their way to his solar. He explained a little more about his family, but Ally found it hard to listen while she was thinking about the hand on her arm. He moved it up and down and her arm in a comforting motion, but often times the hand would 'accidentally' slip and rub against the underside of her breasts. She tried to act like it didn't bother her, but it was getting harder when he began fully cupping them and rolling her nipple between them. It continued until they had finally reached his solar.

He released her shoulder to pull her chair out for her as servers brought in their meal for the night. Ally thought that he would at least let her enjoy her meal in peace, but that wasn't happening either. Without letting the servers see, Austin had moved his hand underneath the table cloth, beginning the next part of his plan.

Let Operation: Seduction begin. He thought as he took a sip of his wine.

Austin had placed his hand on her thigh, loving it when he saw he jump a little at the contact, and continued to move it higher and higher until he had reached the lining of her underwear. She gasped a little as she felt his fingers make small circular patterns over the lacy material of the thong she was forced to wear. She tried, in vain, to discreetly move his hand away, but he was persistent in his mission.

His fingers were now making those circular patterns over her womanhood and the applied pressure was starting to take effect. Ally's entire face was beginning to turn a bright shade of red and her entire body began to tremble like a wind shaken leaf.

I've got her right where I want her Austin thought, smirking to himself as he continued his 'handy work'.

The servers were done with the meal, so it was just Austin and Ally in the room alone. Ally could feel his hand beginning to creep up to the waistband of her panties and gasped when she felt his hand slink in under the material. She ended up shooting up like a firework out of her chair, yanking Austin's hand from her underwear in the process, and ran from the room.

Now, you would think that Ally being the smart girl she is, would run to the safest location she can find. That could range from the garden to an empty closet or better yet, an empty bedroom, where hopefully Austin wouldn't be able to find her.

Nope, she ended up in the bedroom they both shared, meaning Austin could just walk in and take her up against the wall of wherever they landed.

Ally ended up shutting the door behind her, a loud band resonating through the halls and room, as she slid down the door into a heap. Her entire body felt completely drained, like she had just run a marathon or something, as she looked down at herself. If he could do all this to her in just an hour, what else was he capable of at longer periods?

There was a strong possibility that she might be finding that out tonight. She truly was the wounded gazelle just waiting for that lion to pounce and finish her off.

A knock was heard on the door and a voice could be heard from the other side.

"Ally, come on open the door." Austin said in a little too cheery of a voice for Ally to handle. "The night is still young and we have a lot more issues to catch up on."

Oh no, Ally thought, what could he have planned now?!

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