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"The Water Lily"
Her heart was in her throat. The fingers of her handmaiden behind her, usually
comforting, did nothing to soothe the petite hart'licorne. Belle sat rigidly upright
her spine aching, but unable to relax. She hadn't relaxed since she was sent to
this land of heat and sand and eastern waters that never slept. The villa was a
sprawling compound of land, eating up miles of earth with tiered fountains, pools
full of exotic fish, hanging lanterns and the scent of exotic incense. Silks fluttered
from the doorways, and everything shone with the gold polish of extreme wealth.
It was truly a place fit for a king. And that's why Belle was here, after all. To be
the newest shining bauble in the king's menagerie of beauty. All of the tales she'd
heard were more awful and terrifying than the next. That she'd be one of many.
Only the newest, most prized addition to a harem of beauties. She, a pale and
blonde flower against the darker beauty of the females of this land. Exotic in her
own way. Perhaps the reason he wanted her. He had no one like her. Belle heard
this king was cruel. That he loved to ruin beauty. That he would hurt her, as soon
as the doors were closed. That he would enjoy such things. That he preferred virgins,
like herself. That he accumulated great power through the forbidden slave trades.
"The servants call you The Water Lily, m'lady. For your fair coloring. They think you
utterly beautiful, exotic. You do not look like the few females I have seen here..." her
handmaiden said to try and distract the tragic beauty from her careful grooming. The
gentle girl's shoulders quivered in reply. She felt out of place. She longed for her home...
All of these rumors and bits of gossip scared Belle. And it was fear she felt slide up her
spine as her fur was groomed, body rubbed with sweet-smelling oils, hair brushed
until it shone like honey in sunlight. Gems rested over her forehead, the circlet drawing
attention to that precious, rare horn that was her birthright. And her curse. Because
Belle had been sequestered in her luxurious gilded cage, she had not confirmed these
terrible rumors about the king who hungered for her. Hungered enough to offer her
knowledge of her mother and family. Something the sweet-eyed creature desperately
longed for. Was he truly awful? If any of these rumors were true...
"You look beautiful, m'lady" her handmaiden whispered behind her.
"Th...Thank you," she replied, her birdsong voice trembling.
"We have seen no harems. Heard no screams of pain. Surely not all of the
rumors can be true, m'lady..."
Belle swallowed hard, fighting the tears filling the corners of her eyes. She did not want
this. She did not want to be caged. And she felt sick at the idea she would become yet
another beautiful woman to be harmed and owned in a gaggle of other females. Her
amethyst eyes glossed with tears.
"I hope...it is not so," she whispered.
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