Subjected || Harry Styles [AU]

thirteen

Here's photos of the dress she's wearing and what her face/hair looks like.

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A n a s t a s i a

I felt the last stroke of the brush as it swiped across my closed eyelid. Angelica and Laurel had spent all morning dressing me up and plastering layers of make-up onto my face. I was concerned that they made me look like an overly dressed wench, yet I glanced in the mirror and was amazed by how minimal the make-up appeared.

I had never spent hours of time getting ready for an event before, especially one which revolved around my inevitable fate. My mind had been spinning throughout the majority of the night, and my body paid for it this morning. I felt so exhausted, though I knew that I needed to be on full alert. I knew that Lord Zayn would have something planned for me once we arrived to his home after the trial, and I knew that it would be unpleasant.

I stood up from the dressing table and walked towards the lengthy mirror. The deep crimson dress which I wore fell to the floor, and had a wide, black sash around the waist. My shoulders and the top of my arms were bare, before my skin led to the sleeves of the dress, which opened and floated downward past my elbows. It was a unique design, and I quite liked it. I think that it must have been the most elegant outfit I had ever worn.

The two girls came up behind me and smiled. I returned the gesture, and then giggled as Laurel toyed with one of the loose curls in my hair. They had spent half of an hour using the heating wand to send the blonde strands into a twist, and I was still amazed that that could be done. There were still some aspects of this outside world which amazed me.

"You look beautiful, Anastasia." Angelica commented, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. I covered it with my own and then squeezed, before turning to face the pair of them.

"I am going to miss you both dreadfully." I admitted as I pulled them into a tight embrace. They both returned the gesture and wrapped their arms around me.

"You have been delightful to assist, Anastasia." Laurel praised as we all pulled away.

"Is there any way you will ever visit me?" I pondered with hope.

"Not unless your master permits it." Angelica shook her head with a sad smile.

I was about to reply but was interrupted by a knock on the door. Laurel padded across the room and opened it, revealing two familiar faces that I disliked profusely. Lucifer and Leon stood in the doorway with the familiar darkened expressions on their faces. I nodded to both Angelica and Laurel before I headed towards the door. I tried to step past the two male Vampires and into the hallway but they stopped me. I frowned and then rolled my eyes as Lucifer held up some shackles.

"Turn around." He instructed, and twirled his index finger as an example. I simply obeyed, putting both of my hands behind my back as he clasped the metal around my wrists. I glanced over at my two newly found friends and gave them a reassuring smile.

"Bye." I whispered, before I was dragged out of the room.

The door slammed in my face as I was shoved to the left of the hallway. The pair of them walked on either side of me. No words were exchanged as we began to journey throughout the castle, and I enjoyed the silence. I was in no mood to speak today.

I felt the coldness radiating throughout both of my arms as they made contact with the twins hands. They looked the exact same as I remembered them, with their jet black hair gelled upwards in a tight quiff. That seemed to be a fashion with a lot of the males around here.

The anxiety inside of me was slowly growing the further we travelled throughout the castle, and I was unaware of where the trial would take place. I knew that I would not be travelling anywhere far, yet I felt some unease at the unknown location of where my fate would be sealed. I know that Lord Zayn is probably preparing some sort of celebration right now, and I had to suppress the thought of vomiting.