The maids gathered around Jamari, attempting to remove her clothes. Feeling uncomfortable, she wrapped her arms around herself, questioning their actions.
"What are you doing?" Jamari asked, her voice filled with confusion and concern.
"We need to clean you up, Your Majesty," one maid explained, hoping to offer assistance.
"I shall do it myself," she asserted, determined to maintain control over the situation.
"Please, let us help you, Your Majesty," the maids insisted, their tone respectful and caring.
Jamari pondered the situation for a moment, contemplating her options. After a brief pause, she mustered the courage and slowly released her protective grasp, allowing the maids to proceed.
The maid gently reached for the straps of her dress, their touch cautious and respectful. With a careful pull, they gradually revealed Jamari's naked body. Feeling vulnerable, she instinctively wrapped her arm around her medium round breast, attempting to shield herself from their gaze.
The maids, understanding her discomfort, led her towards a small bathing pool situated within the expanse of her grand room. Step by step, Jamari cautiously approached the water's edge. With each movement, she felt apprehension and curiosity as she slowly dipped her foot into it
Finally, she took a big breath and slowly went into the pool. The cool water covered her, making her feel calm and relaxed. she couldn't help but feel a sense of calmness wash over her. The water hugged her body, creating a peaceful space within her own room. It was a short break from the chaos of her life, giving her the chance to enjoy the refreshing and soothing feeling of the water's cool touch.
The maids diligently attended to Jamari, carefully washing her from her flowing hair down to her delicate arms and legs. Each stroke of their hands was gentle yet purposeful, their actions exuding a sense of respect for their esteemed queen.
Once her washing was complete, they guided her back into the room, where a mirror awaited her. The maids surrounded her, their skilled hands deftly arranging her hair into an intricate masterpiece, adorned with shimmering jewels that caught the light with every movement.
As they adorned her in various pieces of jewelry, each one more beautiful than the last, Jamari couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. The weight of the jewels and the elegance they bestowed upon her made her feel like a true queen, commanding attention with her royal presence.
Finally, they presented her with a gown—a flowing, ethereal creation in pure white. The fabric cascaded down her figure, accentuating her curves and lending an air of grace and purity to her appearance. She stood before the mirror, her mouth agape in astonishment.
When Jamari looked in the mirror through Corvus eyes, she hardly recognized herself. Her face, always known for its natural beauty, now shone with a bright glow. The sparkling jewels made her eyes sparkle too, and the beautiful dress made her feel like a queen with its graceful and majestic aura.
This transformation took Jamari's breath away. She had always been aware of her physical appeal, but this moment marked a turning point—a change into a vision of true royalty.
"You look absolutely stunning, my lady," Corvus complimented, his voice filled with admiration.
A content smile graced Jamari's lips as she soaked in the compliment, reveling in the moment. She felt like a true queen.
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ROYAL DARKNESS (MASKED)(18+)
Historical Fiction"Leave," Jamari said firmly, her voice resolute. "I have no desire to engage in conversation with you." Reagan gradually approached, closing the gap between them. "I am the dragon king," he proclaimed. "Adored by some, despised by many, and feared b...
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