Chapter Twenty

As far as Daphne was concerned, one of her most significant problems other than "The Incident" was her hair. She hated being a blonde and wanted that situation rectified. As Daphne walked through the salon door, the Hairstylist took one look at her and hated her even more.

"You've got a lot of nerve showing up here," the Hairstylist shouted. "Get out!"

"Does Prince Sebastian want the charges dropped or not?" Daphne asked back.

The Hairstylist's eyes widened with shock.

"What?" the Hairstylist asked.

"You heard me!" Daphne replied impatiently.

"Yes, he wants the charges dropped," the Hairstylist replied.

Daphne smiled, and the Hairstylist hated seeing it.

"I thought so!" Daphne said triumphantly.

"Why are you here?" the Hairstylist asked.

Daphne frowned with impatience.

"I thought that would be obvious," Daphne said. "I want my hair color restored,"

The Hairstylist's mouth dropped.

"You can't be serious," the Hairstylist said. "Your hair was hideous!"

"There was nothing wrong with my hair!" Daphne shouted. "So, change it back to the way it was because I hate being a blonde!"

Under any other circumstances, the Hairstylist would have stuck with her argument. Still, as Prince Sebastian was in serious legal trouble, she knew she had no choice but to follow Daphne's instructions.

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Over five hours later, Daphne's red hair was restored, free of charge. As Daphne looked at herself in the mirror, she never felt so happy to be who she was again.

"Jeepers!" Daphne said happily.

Then Queen Gemonia entered the reflection behind Daphne. She turned around and had never seen Queen Gemonia look so furious.

"Do you really think this makes a difference?" Queen Gemonia asked. "Changing your hair back from blonde to red? You're a traitor in this country!"

Daphne removed the sheet around her head and slowly climbed out of the chair. Queen Gemonia had made her feel nervous.

"I-I-I may be a traitor here, but back home, I'd be thought of as someone who stood up for herself," Daphne replied.

Queen Gemonia smiled, happy that Daphne was scared of her.

"I can hear the fear in your voice, and I can see the fear in your eyes," Queen Gemonia said as she walked towards her.

Daphne wanted to leave there but to prove Queen Gemonia wrong that she wasn't afraid.

"You know my son still loves you," Queen Gemonia said. "I don't know why, though,"

"Your son has no idea how to love anyone," Daphne replied without thinking. "He's a sick bastard that gets pleasure from torturing others with sick sex games!"

Queen Gemonia had heard enough, and she grabbed Daphne's shoulders.

"Do you honestly think the charges you've pressed against my son are going to stick?" Queen Gemonia asked. "No matter what happens, he's next in line for the throne, and no time in prison will ever change that!"

"If I had married your son, my life would have been a prison!" Daphne replied.

That was the last thing she expected Daphne to say, and she let go of her shoulders, shocked.

"What the hell do you want, you evil little bitch?" Queen Gemonia hissed.

Daphne smiled as she had the perfect punishment in mind.

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LESS THAN A WEEK LATER

Daphne couldn't believe how fast Queen Gemonia arranged the capture of the men that terrorised and humiliated the women Daphne was with the horrific day she was terrorised and humiliated. The only noticeable absentee was Sebastian. All of them were in the same mansion's basement where the crime occurred. Armed security was there. The women couldn't have been happier they would get justice as they didn't think it was in the cards for them. Daphne stood in front of them proudly.

"Ladies, I won't keep you long as I know you all want justice quickly," Daphne said to the women before she turned her attention to the men standing behind her. "So, you are all guilty of being the biggest bunch of fucking cowards this country has ever known and don't pretend that you don't deserve this. These women are going to inflict upon you what you inflicted upon them. The humiliation of the worst kind but with some justifiable pain involved,"

All the men were scared as they were already naked. Daphne looked down below their waists and had one more thing to say.

"So, I see a lot of you have small dicks," Daphne said. "Why am I not surprised?"

Daphne turned around and faced the women.

"They're all yours," Daphne said happily.

The Armed Security stepped behind Daphne and in front of the men.

"GET ON YOUR HANDS AND KNEES NOW YOU FUCKING COWARDS!" the Lead Security Officer yelled.

All the men got on their hands and knees in line with the cuffs on the floor.

"Go for it, ladies!" Daphne said happily.

The women ran up to the men and cuffed their hands and feet. Then the women took a step back, and the shower taps were turned on, and the men got another surprise they weren't expecting. When the women were washed, the water had been cold. But for the men that day, the water was adjusted to extremely hot, but that wasn't the only pain they were going to feel that day. The security officers gave the women gloves so they wouldn't feel the heat of the water. They were all given sandpaper, and the women washed the men with it. With the sandpaper being painfully rough, the women got the most satisfaction when they washed the men's cocks. As most of them were circumcised, they screamed the most from that. The women laughed, and Daphne couldn't have been happier.

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The day Daphne waited for had finally arrived. Returning to Coolsville. As Daphne and Mrs Blake walked off the plane and into the arrival lounge, they saw men they wanted to see. Mrs Blake saw Mr Blake, but Daphne saw someone far more critical: Fred. Fred held a sign that read "Welcome Home, Daphne!" with a purple background and green letters. Daphne smiled from ear to ear, and she ran up to him. Fred dropped the sign so Daphne could hug him tightly. Fred hugged her back, but he didn't want to let go. Neither did Daphne. Being in Fred's arms didn't just make her feel safe. It made her feel like there was nothing to fear as Fred was a fantastic man. Then he whispered something Daphne wasn't expecting.

"I love you, Daphne," Fred whispered. "With all my heart, with all my soul. I've been in love with you since the school play we were in when we were twelve. I've known you have an incredible heart and a soul no girl in the world could ever hope to match. I love you, Daphne,"

Daphne began to shake in Fred's arms. She loved what she had just said but couldn't find the words that could match the emotion of what he had just told her. Daphne broke the hug.

"F-F-Fred," Daphne said, trying not to sound afraid. "I don't know what to say to that. After what happened with Sebastian, I didn't know, or believe, that anyone would say anything close to what you just told me,"

Fred was disappointed to hear that but didn't want to scare Daphne off. He began to believe he had just said the wrong things and that she would run away from him. So, he let go of Daphne as he didn't want her to be scared of him.

"S-S-So, what are you saying?" Fred asked back, also trying not to sound afraid.

Daphne was scared of Fred's reaction, and she didn't want to come off as a bitch, but she knew she had to be honest.

"I'm saying I need to process everything you've said," Daphne said. "I need to know that I want to say what you want me to say, but I need to know that I need it first. I'm not going to say anything until I'm sure what I feel in my heart is real. Will you please be patient and wait until I've got my heart and head to be confident in us?"

Us. That was a word Fred was hoping to hear from Daphne, but he could understand her perspective, and he didn't want to disappoint her, no matter how much he was in a hurry for her heart to belong to him.

"Yes, I can be patient," Fred said.

Daphne smiled with relief, and she hugged him again. Fred hugged her tightly and hoped it wouldn't be the last time he hugged the girl he loved.