Where are you b.i.t.c.hes taking me?

I held on to the edge of the bed as they pulled me legs.

"What the f.u.c.k are you women doing?"

The maids ignored me as they continued to pull me from the bed. I cried out. It felt like my back was about to break. To be honest my short form might need to be stretched anyways.

"Miss Mila please cooperate with us."

I cried out once more as my hands burned from holding tightly in the wooden edge of the bed.

"I will not cooperate with you b.i.t.c.hes until you explain what the f.u.c.k is going on! Release me now!"

The women let go of my legs as my body and face slammed the floor below. f.u.c.k! The maids came to my side with concern on their faces. I raised my throbbing head as I glared at them.

"You guys better have a good explanation for this."

A minute later I sat on my bed rubbing my knees as the maids cleared the misunderstanding.

"We apologize for our behavior Miss Mila but we were instructed by the Marquis to wake you up in such a way."

I waved my fist. That f.u.c.king old motherf.u.c.ker! Calm down Mila. They must be here to prepare me for the engagement party of later today. I was prepared. I have already gathered a plan to escape the engagement party. Weston, Francois, Baron, and our crew members were already at the s.h.i.+p waiting for me. I cracked my neck as I stood up.

"Okay ladies lets get this show on the road. Please take care of me."

The maids bowed as they rushed me to the bathroom. I yawned. Suddenly their hands covered my body as they tried to remove my clothing. I yelled out in protest.

"I'll take a bath myself!"

"No Miss Mila we must prepare you properly with our herbal concoctions."

After a couple more minutes of protesting I finally gave in. I moaned in pleasure as they washed my hair. It was as if I was in a spa. I haven't been this relaxed in a while. Half an hour later I was rushed back in the room as two maids worked on my hair while the others applied makeup. I coughed as they caked my face with powder.

Jesus! I looked like the poltergeist! The maids then applied a type of paste as lipstick and blush, along with eyeliner. The other two maids set up my hair in a way as if it were a bee's nest.

"You look beautiful Miss Mila!"

Yeah I don't f.u.c.king think so. I looked like the clown from IT after he had drunkly stumbled into a Victorian style costume party. I sighed. Whatever. Let me not be picky. I need to keep up with the times after all. The maids then brought in a large red dress full of frills with a golden embroidered bodice. The sleeves were as puffy as fair style cotton candy. I sighed. I feel like the Marquis was purposefully making me look like a f.u.c.king fool. I shook my fist. I'll show him later with my escape.

I cried out as the maids tightened the corset. Holy s.h.i.+t! It felt like I was about to give f.u.c.king labor!

"Please bear with it Miss Mila! Your hips are wider than we have expected!"

Well f.u.c.k you! I'm sorry if I'm a b.i.t.c.h that loves eating food!

The maids then made me slip into some wooden cage thing. Oh. So this is how all the women in the pa.s.s looked like puffed mushrooms in the paintings. The floof was real. The maids then stepped on small staircases so that they can put the dress over my head. I held on to my weave of a hair as they pulled the dress down.

Lord above I am so p.i.s.sed that I'm about to rip my own b.r.e.a.s.t.s off.

"Push just a little bit more Miss Mila. Come on one more pus.h.!.+ We can finally see the head!"

After a couple of minutes of pus.h.i.+ng into the dress I finally got into it. Lord above I apologize for being such a sinful b.i.t.c.h in my previous life. Did I read those BL novels? Yes. Did I only pick them based on the steamy scenes? Yes. Do I deserve this punishment in this current life? Yes I most f.u.c.king do.

I held on to the wall as sweat beaded my forehead. The maids sat on the bed breathing laboriously. I feel like I have just given birth to quadruplets. The maids then stood up and fanned me so that I could cool down. I sneezed as they powdered my face more and re-did some of the makeup which had melted off. They also readjusted my beehive of hair.

This has got to be the worst s.h.i.+t that I have ever done in my life. G.o.d bless the women of this time period who have to go through this s.h.i.+t everyday. Frankly, I love being a pirate more than this.

I walked forcefully as the maids piled jewelry on my neck, head, ears, and arms. The shoes that I wore are gold and pointed as f.u.c.k with an uncomfortable heel.

Touché Marquis. He wants to weigh me down as much as possible so that it would be hard to run. But guess what f.u.c.ker? I used to run home from the bus daily with tons of shopping bags at a time. This s.h.i.+t on my body was nothing.

The maids clapped and smiled as they looked at the final product.

"Miss Mila you are going to be the prettiest woman there!"

I walked over to the mirror and gasped in awe. I looked...

I looked absolutely....

f.u.c.king terrifying.

I sobbed internally as I looked at the person reflected in the mirror. The dress and corset managed to push my b.r.e.a.s.t.s up giving me an extra size. My waist looked so slim that it would break like a stick. My face looked ghostly, my hair made me look like an evil countess who was about to spill wine on the princess's dress. The maids then gave me a golden fan. I opened it and covered the lower part of my face as I evilly chuckled. I then announced.

"Off with your heads!"

The maids trembled behind me. Now I knew who I looked like. I look exactly like the evil queen of Alice in Wonderland. I smiled at the maids before saying.

"Thank you ladies for your help today."

As I walked into the corridor towards the main pavilion of the Marquis's mansion I smirked. The voices of the guests and gla.s.ses clinking filled my ears as I got closer to the party.

If you want an evil queen Mr. Marquis, then I'll give you one h.e.l.l of a tyrannical b.i.t.c.h. I chuckled. Let the fun begin.

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