Hello everyone. Sorry for the slight delay. Below is Chapter 6.

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SPV

I pulled the cover over my head trying to block out the morning light when I heard a soft knock at my bedroom door.

"Go away," I groggily said, from under the covers.

"Rise and Shine Princess," a woman's voice said.

I quickly pushed the cover back and bolted up in bed. I blinked a couple times so my eyes could adjust to the sunlight and looked at my surroundings. Well, I guess I didn't dream it all. I am in Faery.

'The Princess is a late sleeper.'

"Good Morning, Princess Sookie," Grianne greeted with a curtsey. "Mr. Charles Worth is here to take your measurements," she said.

Is it morning already? I could stay in bed for the rest of the day, I thought to myself as I stretched. I heard Grianne giggle. Well, I guess I said that last part aloud. I gave Grianne a little smile.

"Um . . . measurements?" I questioned with a yawn. I so need my morning coffee.

"Yes, Princess, he has been busy preparing your royal wardrobe. He would like to take your final measurements and then dress you for breakfast with the Prince," she said.

I guess that was who I "head" in the main chambers. Wait. . . Did she say Charles Worth?

"Charles Frederick Worth?" I questioned Grianne in awe.

"Yes, Princess, You are aware of whom he was in the human realm?" she asked.

"Um . . . a little," I said in response.

I knew from Pam, who is a fashion buff, that Charles Worth is considered the father of Haute couture. I also knew he was from England and supposedly died in the late 1800's.

"How is that possible?" I asked.

"Well, he was brought to Faery because of his talent. You will find other exceptional humans here as well. They are brought here to continue to practice their art. Being in Faery extends their life force by many human years. Unfortunately, if he returns to the earth realm, he will quickly age and die.

"Oh," was all I could say in response.

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After hours of poking and prodding from the portly Mr. Worth, I was dressed for breakfast with Niall.

Mr. Worth had selected a traditional faery day gown for me to wear. It was made of an airy cloth that felt weightless on my skin. It was white in color with gold threaded embroidery at the shoulders and waist. Intermingled within the embroidery were several large diamonds. The dress also had a deep v-cut at the bodice that showed the girls off nicely and high slits at both sides of the skirt.

"I will dress your hair Princess Sookie," replied Grianne.

I only had my hair done a couple of times; once by Janice, when in Jackson and then most recently by Immanuel, the brother of Pam's now deceased girlfriend. Immanuel corrected the ends that had been singed off in a fire bomb set by some thugs hired by Victor Madden to goad Eric. Little did he know at the time, Eric could care less about what happens to me. I wonder if he even realizes that I am gone.

Grianne pulled me from my musings when she started to brush my hair. She said a few words that I couldn't understand and then poof my hair was pinned high on my head in a cute do.

I looked at myself in the full-length mirror that was located in my bedroom. I looked pretty good;

"Beautiful," Mr. Worth said.

'Except for the visible sadness in her eyes. . . I had not anticipated having to take in her garments by a whole dress size . . . I wonder if the Princess has taken ill.'

I looked at him, a little startled by his mental ruminations, but remembered the manners that Gran taught me and said, "Thank you. The dress is lovely Mr. Worth."

"I will make the necessary alterations to your other garments and place them in your wardrobe," said Mr. Worth in a slight British accent.

"It will be a pleasure to continue to dress you Princess," he said, then left with a bow.

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As I stepped outside of my chambers, I was surprised to see both Mánus and Callan waiting patiently.

"Princess Sookie," they both said in unison with a low bow.

"Can I help you?" I asked.

They both straightened at once and then Callan replied, "We have been reassigned as your royal guards and are to escort you to breakfast."

"Alrightly. . .then. . .were off to see the wizard!" I said.

They both looked at me quizically and Callan said, "There are no wizards in Faery, Princess."

" No, I mean, we are going to see Niall." I replied. All I could do was chuckle at their identical looks of confusion.

"Show the way." I tried again.

Mánus and Callan took up positions on either side of me and we headed towards the main dining hall.

We travel through various halls and bypassed many rooms. I was suddenly thankful for the escort. The castle was a maze.

I could not help but to wonder again what type of supe my new guards were. So I did the only sensible thing that I knew,

"What are you guys?" I asked, not even pretending to hide my eagerness at their answer.

"I've never met anyone with your brain signatures. It's quite amazing."

Then Callan replied with visible pride, "We are from Dragonia."

I saw Mánus roll his eyes at Callan in return.

"Um. . . and that is were exactly? . . . then my brain finally caught up with my mouth, "Oh my! You mean you are dragons!" I exclaimed in excitement.

"Wow, I didn't know that dragons were real," I said.

Just when I think I have met every possible supe another one comes out of the woodwork.

Mánus, who seemed to be the more playful one of the pair, could hardly contain his laughter. I also thought I saw smoke escape his nostrils. I gave him one of my bright smiles.

Callan then said, "We are dragon from the Realm of Dragonia. There are a few portals in faery to our home realm much like the portals to your Earth. We have long guarded the Royal line of the Fae and as you are a Princess of the Fae we are bound by duty to now guard you.

'Wow, Okay," I said. I was a girl of few words at the moment.

"We have arrived at the dining hall, Princess Sookie," stated Mánus.

Sookie's Faery Day Dress:

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