Susana
I woke up thinking about what had happened last night. I flushed, I hadn't even got out of bed yet. I got up and looked for a nice gown. I wanted to have a pretty one for when we were on the Island. I ordered my maid to search for my mother, the tailor, and some breakfast.
My mother walked into the room. "What do you want dear?" I grinned. "I have finally decided to try this thing out. So I want your opinion on a couple dresses I would like to be tailored for me. I want to test them." My mother smiled sweetly. "Okay honey. I think you should try a red and white dress. Christmas is coming." I nodded my head.
The tailor came into the room next. She had a head full of blond curls. Her dress was designer made, with extra care, because she made it. She was built beautifully and walked with a confidence to be reckoned with. "Lena! You really did become the castle tailor." We hugged each other tightly. "Now listen girl! You better take care of your suitors. They are hot as hell. If you don't want them send them my way, but. . ." I burst out laughing. Soon our laughter chilled.
"Okay I want a couple dresses. Something sexy." Lena burst in a fit of giggles. "That's not hard. You already are sexy. That cleavage and any boy would come running." I crossed my arms over my chest protectively. "There's that to. Boys like fiesty girls especially for an affair." I flushed a deep red and looked at the floor.
"It'll be fine, Honey. Anyway, if you really want to test them seduce them. When you take the boat to leave to the island, wear some of these dresses. I can give you lessons. It was like that for me and your father once to." I looked at Lena. "Ewww!" We shouted together. I laughed and nodded at my mother.
"Okay. Purple looks good on you. But there are these four dresses I meant to give you as a birthday gift, but. . ." She left the room. "So honey, lesson one on seduction. Voice. When you speak to them make you voice sound low and speak slowly." Mom said. Her voice sounded different. "Like this." I tried mimicking it. "Yes! You're a natural Susana." I grinned. This would be easy.
Lena came in with four dresses. They were all day dresses and the same color, but had different styles. "OMG! They are so cute. I want the one with the lift on the side." That dress had a bow holding the top skirt up, so it showed the white under skirt. The neck line dipped low, and the shoulder straps had princess puff sleeves, but they were barely visible. Not only that, but the dress was knee length. I grabbed the dress and changed immediately. It hugged my hips closely like a glove. The sharp heart shaped dip showed more cleavage than I would have liked. I smiled in the mirror. This dress was dangerous. Scandalous. If I leaned to far forward my breasts practically popped out of the dress.
I some color on my lips and cheeks. My mom and Lena applauded when I stepped out. "Perfect. Keep your hair down, to really emphasise your shape." Lena instructed. I nodded. I pulled both of them into a hug. "Thank you. Now to go impress the boys." I took the purple inch heels and slipped them on. I walked out of the room with confidence and went into the dining room.
My father was speaking with Nicholas and William while the others ate. Edward saw me first and did spit take. I walked to sit next to William. That meant more walking and more eyes. I sat down. "Susana you look nice today." My father complimented. I smiled. "Thank you father. Lena is very good at her job." I waved a hand at my dress, causing Nicholas to look down. His face heated as he looked away. The dress was doing it's job. I leaned on the table looking at Edward's plate. Giving him view of my breasts. "Breakfast looks good. Can I have some?" I asked a maid sliding back into my seat.
"You are truly your mother's child." My father said. My gaze flicked to his. "Really. How so?" I asked innocently. My father laughed. "You're mother would do the same thing, until I begged her to be my wife." I laughed softly. "So not my intentions. I apologize. Lena made the dress, so I had to wear it. Mom demanded that I do so. Plus you already know how I feel about this." I crossed my arms, as if upset he would accuse such a thing.
"So how do you feel." Nicholas asked. I bit my lip to stop myself from laughing in his face. "Well when it comes to you. They could lock you in a pit of fire, or a tank of water, or lock you up with me and my weapons. I could care less. Especially when you get on my nerves." I pretended to inspect my nails. My father laughed. "I would pick the water or the fire if I was you. I've seen my daughter train. It isn't pretty." I looked up.
Nicholas was frowning. I mimicked his frown and then broke out laughing. "Your face is absolutely hilarious right now." I continued to laugh. "You fight? You're a warrior?" Thomas asked. I nodded. Training was amazing while it had lasted. Now that I was of age to marry they didn't want me training. "I used to train. I can't anymore because someone thinks I can't handle getting married and training." I looked at my father pointedly.
"I'll face off with you for a favor." Thomas said. I could feel my face light up. "Yes! I'll do it. This afternoon. Let me get ready. I can't wait." I shot up and ran off to find my gear.
Arthur
What was Thomas going to ask for? Would Susana win? I thought back to her in the dining room. She had clearly plotted her attack. That dress and tone of voice. Even the way she spoke. She picked William and Thomas. She had made her choice.
I frowned. I had kinda hoped she would pick me. "Thomas what will you ask for?" I asked. A thoughtful looked passed his face. "I don't know. Maybe what William had." Her father cleared his throat. "What did William have?" He asked. William paled. "Well you see. . . What happened was. . . It was like this. . . She's still innocent." William stuttered. The king laughed. "It's fine son. I did the same thing, except she didn't remain innocent." William grinned.
"Did she tell anybody?" He asked. "She didn't have to. We could smell her on you and she wasn't exactly quiet." Thomas said. William flushed. We continued eating in silence.
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