Episode-101

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Episode-101

   Etella’s POV:

      The next morning,

      I threw the dress away as these maids gave me the wedding dress. The maid said something that I don’t understand. All of this scared me even more when I can’t understand what they were saying.

  I screamed, “I will not marry him… just get out…”

  One of them sighed and said, “you should wear this dress… we are saying this nicely.” I furrowed and said, “you can speak English?” Finally! Someone can speak what I understand.

  She said rudely, “yes…. Now get dressed..”

  I said to her, “help me… I need to get out of here…. I am not supposed to be here..” Maybe she can help.

  She said something to the other maids in her native language. They started pulling clothes off my body and making me dress forcefully. I was screaming and fighting to stop them. but at one point, the dress was on me. The strips and other lace were undone. I moved back, screaming, “don’t touch me!”
I was holding the dress so it won’t fall off my body. One of them slapped me and said something to me in her native tough. She was really angry. the door opened, and Tristan saw me holding the dress to my body, and my hand was on my cheek.

    The maids bowed to him. He is dressed in wedding attire. He walks in, closing the door. He got close to me and lifted my face so he could see my cheek. He pulled my hand away from my face and noticed my red cheek. Even when my eyes are getting teary, I look away.

   Tristan turned to the maids and asked something in this unknown language. The maid who slapped me said something, and it seems like she was justifying why she slapped me.

   The next moment, Tristan slapped her, and she landed on the ground. All of them grasped. Tristan said something to them that they shivered and agreed to his orders. He slapped a woman in front of me just because she slapped me.

   He turned to me and then went to my back. He was doing the knots as he was fixing my dress, I really feel weird. He was tying each strap when he said, “if you are wondering what I said to them… then I warned them, not touch you… because they are not worth to slap you… how dare they harm you?... this women will die, till the end of the ceremony.”

  I felt him tightening the dress, he said, “but you deserved that slap but I was the one supposed to do it… You should learn to behave better” he said. I deserved that slap.

  He turned me to him after he was done creating a knot. He said, “you look angelic…” I said to him in anger, “you disappoint me…”

   Tristan smirked and said, “you disappoint me too… but you are mine….”

  He said to the maid who understands English, “do her hair pretty… make sure to put a blue flower… symbol of our love…” he smirked at me and warned, “be ready and come fast..” he walked out of the room. I tighten my feast as I am in search of one right move.

      After a few minutes, the maids were doing my hair… they put a long veil on me. the maid gave instructions to me, “behave well…. You are not from this community. Still Master is making you his bride… lower your head and submit… this wedding is important…. And don’t demand too much from him… he can have as many women he wants and you are suppose to give him physical satisfaction and whatever a husband wants from his wife… if Master has child with someone else… you are supposed to accept it as your own… without any objections…”  I looked at her in anger…

    The maid looked at my face and said expressionlessly, “you can glare at me… but not Master….” She fixed my dress and said, “let’s go… it’s time…”

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