It was already dawn, Blair sat on her bed while stretching and yawning like she does every morning. On the count of five, her servants entered the room in a single line with Helene taking the lead.
"How is your sleep, your highness, I hope you didn't have a nightmare?" Helen asked, concerned. Turning away from the princess to open up the windows so that fresh air could come in.
"Great, I slept like a baby" Blair chuckled, her eyes sparkling in mirth. It was obvious on her face that she really enjoyed her sleep, It was the first time this had occurred and the servants were happy for her. Her face was fair and bright with no dark circles and no sweats. it was all good.
She got up from the bed and was led to the bathroom by five maids, the other five stood in her bedroom to clean and make the bed. Soon, she was done bathing and was led to the room once again to get dressed. she sat in front of a large mirror and glanced at her perfect reflection. The table before her contained so much jewelry, accessories, and makeup.
"How would you like your dress today, your highness? Simple and elegant or casual?" Helen inquired as she took a few dresses with floral patterns and designs, out of the big closet.
"Simple and elegant" The princess responded with a smile. After a couple of minutes, the princess was dressed in a dark blue dress with gold accessories, her makeup was simple and light, enhancing her natural looks.
"Good job girls" Commented Blair as she looked at herself, she was in the habit of praising her servants, even if they performed the simplest task. She watched as the maids flushed and she giggled. But she quickly began to frown when she heard a loud sound outside, it was as though some people were fighting. she stood up from her chair and walked to the window to take a peek at what was going on.
There, she saw the royal officials ganging up on one person, beating him as if he was the one who had caused them grief in their entire lives and she was sorry for him.
Her green eyes saw one of the servants pulling an iron that was heating, her eyes dilated with horror and her jaw fell, her hands clutching the window sill and she was shaking. So many emotions that she never felt before. however, if she was to scream there, she wouldn't be heard. The servant ran with all his might and whipped the man with the hot iron, it landed on his white skin and tore his skin. she gasped in horror.
Blair heard the man yelping in pain, he turned around and started hitting whoever had caused him the pain. All she could see was his long braided hair and his muscles that contracted whenever he launched a blow at someone or carried them. She didn't even wait to look at his facials, she turned to her maid.
"Helen, we're going outside now," Blair said to her maid in haste, she was already running to the door to try and resolve whatever was going on outside. She didn't even know the man that was being beaten and she was caring this way? Why?
All those questions didn't matter right now, all she needed and wanted to do is to help that man get out of that circle alive. She hated the way he was being treated.
"But... Your highness?!!" Helen shrieked, When she saw that the princess was not turning to listen to her, she dismissed the maids and hurried after the princess like she had been ordered.
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Zephyr's eyes opened once again, his hands reached for his neck and he stroked it slowly while hissing at the pain he felt. He was laying on the ground and all he was seeing was the woods that were used to construct what he was in. Rays of sunlight were peeking through some little gaps.
He heard loud voices outside where he was and he sat up to take a peek. He frowned when he saw people moving about. The last time that he was conscious, he remembered that he was in the forest, how did he get here so soon and where was this place? He questioned himself. Leaning against the woods to take a clearer view of his surroundings, looks like he was in the middle of the market.
Zephyr thought about escaping from the wooden box he was in, then he would blend into the crowd and find his way to where he belonged. But his hopes were shattered, the minute he stood up and threw a punch at the box opening, the padlock that was securing him fell off, triggering the royal servants. They turned to see what was happening.
Zephyr wasn't able to run anywhere as the royal servants soon surrounded him like ants and they held their swords in his direction. They were fully prepared this time!
"I knew you would act so careless and stupid, that was why I told my guards to stand on point" came a voice from behind Zephyr. He looked back to see the man who had used the drill on him and he snarled.
The man came forward and placed his right hand on his chest, a smirk on his lips as he flipped his hair, "Aren't I amazing?" he questioned in a mocking tone.
Zephyr rolled his eyes at him.
"Not impressed, eh?" the man asked with a frown and a pout of his lips. "Get him" he suddenly ordered, his once sad expression turned into an evil one and he laughed maniacally.
Zephyr could even assume that he was a lunatic. What a change of emotion!
The royal guards came to attack Zephyr and soon they started fighting, going all violent on him like it was the last thing they wanted to do in life. They hit him mercilessly and tortured him, all the while ignoring his growls.
Fortunately for them, they were able to get hold of Zephyr and lead him to the castle.