In the three months she had been in Storybrooke, Addison had gotten used to left being alone to dress, save for whenever Henry would lay in bed and watch after lovemaking with his hands crossed behind his head and a cocky smirk on his face. In the palace, the princess was constantly surrounded by doting maids and ladies in waiting. Addison hated it.
"Let me fix your hair Princess." A maid she didn't remember the name of said, threading her fingers through her hair and tugging roughly. Addison winced and pulled away as her chest started aching again. It had not been three weeks before then that Henry was running his fingers roughly through her hair so he could press his mouth harder against hers as they kissed feverishly in a rare minute alone. She sighed sadly and shook her head.
"I wish for my hair to be down." She stated evenly. She was back in what Henry had affectionately named 'Princess Mode' and unfortunately, she would be in it for the rest of her miserable life.
"But my lady, Prince Thomas requested your hair be up for the occasion." The maid retorted, which only agitated Addison more.
She rubbed her temples in attempt to soothe her anger and the raging headache she couldn't seem to shake before turning back to the maid.
"The 'occasion' is just supper. Will you please deliver a message to my lovely fiancé?" Addison asked sweetly, batting her eyelashes. The maid nodded and listened patiently. "Tell him that I said he can take his requests for my hair and shove them up his ass. I do not give a fuck what he wants, and I would greatly appreciate it if he pissed the hell off." Addison swore, her language leaving the nurse flushed.
The staff had noticed a change in the princess since her return. She was always angry, easily agitated, and snapped at anyone who so much at looked at her the wrong way. Of course they never said anything and turned a blind eye to her hostile behavior, but rumors of her attitude spread like wildfire. The commoners and people in the courts would never tell a difference, she was kind to everyone she met, but the second the doors were closed she would be screaming again.
"I think her monthly has made her moody, she should be fine in a few days. I'll tell the kitchens to make her some peppermint tea to soothe her." A maid whispered to the one Addison had yelled at scurried past to deliver the message.
"Princess Addison, may I help you with your corset?" Addison's oldest maid, Vivian, asked cautiously. Vivian was the only maid Addison had not snapped at simply because she was her closest friend. Vivian had been Addison's wet nurse as a baby and her maid ever since then.
"I don't want to wear a corset." Addison whined, slumping deeper into her soft chair. "I'll wear my bra." Vivian sighed, thinking of the black lace thing that Addison insisted she wore instead of a corset.
"Oh Addi, you know Thomas would have it burned if he knew you wore it, and I'd be scolded for letting you." Vivian said, smoothing the girl's hair down.
"I will kill myself if he burns it." Addison threatened darkly. She had bought that bra for with the intent for Henry to see it, but of course Thomas had picked that day to come and ruin her plan. Vivian gasped and walked around the chair to squat in front of her. "And don't call me Addi."
"But I've called you that since you were just a babe, you've always loved me calling you that-"
"Well I don't wish to be called that anymore!" Addison snapped, making Vivian cringe away. Addison sighed and hung her head in shame, she didn't mean to be upset with her, but she was constantly doing things that reminded her of Henry. She hadn't allowed herself the luxury of thinking about her boyfriend for fear of losing her composure and crying.
"Send everyone out." Addison muttered, pushing herself out of her chair before sulking over to the bed. When Vivian didn't move Addison put matters into her own hands. "Everyone out!" She screamed, stomping her foot. The maids fluttered out quickly, knowing that if they didn't they would be a target for a book or hairbrush, an experience they didn't wish to relive.
Addison threw herself down on her bed and screamed into her pillow in anger and frustration. If Paige had been there she would've told her how much of a bitch she was being, but reasonably so. Besides Henry, she missed Paige as well. The blonde was her first real friend who loved gossip and girly things, but also would take a drink and talk about sex at any time during the day.
"Addison, what happened when you were in the land without magic?" Vivian asked sympathetically, rubbing Addison's back. Henry rubbed her back when she was upset. Addison huffed and rolled away from her maid.
"I fell in love." Addison admitted. Vivian cooed and brushed Addison's bangs out of her face. They were choppy and uneven now, a hairstyle she had seen in one of Paige's magazines. She had cut her hair with a dagger in a act of rebellion against Thomas, and she refused to have anyone fix them. She sighed and sat up, allowing herself to think about him, just this once. "I fell in love with the greatest boy in all of the realms, the adopted son of the Evil Queen, but she isn't evil anymore, she is so kind. I lived with her while I was there, that's how I met Henry. He showed me that land, explained everything to me. It's lovely Vivian, with gadgets and machines you'd never thing of! There are carriages without horses and the finest drink in all of the realms combined, it's like champagne but sweeter and doesn't get you drunk!" Addison gushed, wishing she could be in Granny's diner playing footsie underneath the table with Henry while sipping on a coke. Even though it seemed like the simplest wish ever, she would give anything for it to come true.
"You fell in love with this Henry boy?" Vivian asked, noticing that talking about the other realm was the happiest she'd seen her since she got back. She wanted to see more of the old Addison, she despite her better judgement, she asked another questions. "What was he like?"
"He was lovely. Kind and witty and sarcastic with the most beautiful brown eyes you'd ever seen. He was so patient with me, never got angry when I kept pushing him away. His kisses were infectious and his body is just oh." Addison half moaned thinking of dragging her nails down the skin of his abs, leaving angry red marks that Paige would pick on them for later. Addison giggled and threw a pillow over her face to hide her embarrassment. When she moved the pillow away Vivian was staring at her in horror.
"Excuse my bluntness, I know this is inappropriate for me to ask, but did you two-"
"Fuck?" Addison asked, completely unashamed then smiling at her maids reaction to her crude language. "Yes, as a matter of fact I did. Many times actually, sometimes several times in one day. We did it everywhere, too. The shower, the bed, on the beach, the back of his car, the couch, even on the kitchen counter!" Addison said, holding back her laughter at her Vivian's bright red face. Addison grinned wickedly at how flustered she was. She contined with her rant with a flick of her wrist.
"Oh and Vivian do not get me started on the size of his-"
"Enough Addison!" The old maid exclaimed, holding one hand to her chest and used the other to fan herself. "You should not have done that Addison, do you know the drama that would happen if people found out? It would be awful! Now, I won't tell anyone of what you have done, but tomorrow night Thomas will know that you are not a virgin."
Addison groaned, remembering the thing she was dreading. Her wedding. ,
"I'll fake the pain, not that I'll have to. Him touching me will be painful enough." Addison scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest.
"And when you don't bleed?" Vivian asked, raising an eyebrow. From what she had heard from the maids, bleeding after the first time proved that the girl was a virgin, but Paige had quickly put that rumor to rest when Addison had asked.
"You won't bleed if you're ready and stuff." Paige had said, rolling her eyes and popping a piece of fudge into her mouth. "When I did the nasty for the first time I hurt like hell the morning after, but since the guy wasn't a complete asshole and made sure my body was ready like physically, I didn't bleed. I mean, everyone is different and there might be like one or two drops but you should be like gushing blood. Henry's not an asshole though, he'll make sure you're okay."
True to what Paige had told her, Henry was gentle and after her first time she was surprised to find his sheets free of blood.
"I didn't bleed with Henry." Addison said matter-of-factly, setting her hands on her hips. "He was sweet and gentle and treated me like a princess."
"You are a princess." Vivian said dryly, standing up from the bed. "Regardless, if there is not blood on the sheets when Thomas wakes up the next morning, he will be angry."
"Then what should I do?" She asked with a groan, standing up from bed, pulling her shift over her head and unclasping her bra before hiding it behind some books.
"If I were you, after he goes to his chamber to sleep, make a cut at the top of you thigh and let the blood get on the sheets. That way, they sheets will be bloody and you'll walk funny the next day." Vivian said as she got to work tying up Addison's corset.
Addison groaned in annoyance, but she kept her mouth shut and gripped the bed post tighter, hoping that maybe in a tragic freak accident, Thomas would fall on a sword on his way to dinner.