In the end, he had been shoved into a shower where he had almost been violated by the plumb woman who asked to help him bath. He had almost ran his mouth dry trying to shoo her away. He couldn't even enjoy the shower in peace, scared she might budge in. Surprisingly she did not. After a tiring spree of changing and changing again, she finally found the clothes that made her eyes glow. No really her eyes literally glowed.
She wouldn't let me see my self in the mirror. Not even when she styled my hair.
And my hair for some reason had been kept disturbingly long by the previous owner.
After rounds of oohing and ahhing around me she finally let go. And just when I thought I'd be left to rest. A series of banging rang through the room as someone almost broke down the walls.
"Oh they finally brought some back up... Who is it? Viscença? Anna? Louisa?...."
He heard her blabber on as she moved to the door.
Opening the heavy doors wide with such little effort it scared him, she yelled, her face taking a complete 180 detour from her grinning self from before. "What? What is it? Do you wish to break down my door? ( A door she'd almost torn apart herself a few seconds ago....Well he wasn't going to say that out loud.)
" The guest is ready, do you dare to disturb him?"
"Step aside Mo...Delise.. Or you'd be judged by the Queens at court." A cold female voice said, her tone threatening, and almost bordering on furious. But he could tell by the familiarity in there that she was not. They probably knew each other. Maybe she was just pissed. But why would she be pissed at the person instructed by their so called mistresses to aid his dressing up for whatever they wanted him for...
Something was not right.
The woman seemingly unbothered by the threat scoffed; "the Queens huh?"
"Ye...I I meant the mistresses.
Hmm weird" At court,? Why would the mistresses judge me at a court."
She added almost teasingly.
From Vuke's perspective he could tell the female who just badged in was no ordinary soldier, she held a presence stronger that the commander they'd met, she was so strong far too strong he could not determine how much power she held.Was she a high level space ship like some of the supremes?
Most of all was she stronger than the woman who dressed him up? He guessed so. For in this world where the strong ruled , he didn't believe anyone would dare to defy power or talk back the way she was.
"Step aside Delise ... You weren't supposed to be here anyway. We know you sent the mistresses' maidens away, and took charge your self. Now we better make haste and groom the guest before the event starts." The new female said, instructing the three females with badges the same as the commander before, ...
" Go bring the guest, We'll be leading him to the Mistresses' main quarters."
"Oh come on Viscença, I already groomed the guest. Come see if he's to your liking now.."
After the plumb woman moved aside, Vuke got a clear view of his new guests.
And it seemed they got a clear view of him too as they all stood staring.
The leading female, the one who's power he could not at all fathom,had a veil covering her face?
Who walked around with a veil on their face as a general, Was she hiding her identity?
Or did she have a deformity like in mangas.
Well there was no time to tell as he was drugged by the three commanders into the hall.
" Gentle... The veiled female said from behind. He knew it was her because her voice held an undeniable chill.And for a moment he thought he had felt a huge wave of killing intent.
And just like that the Commander's grip loosened to a gentle hold. And all along the way, he could feel a pair of eyes burning into his back. Who was boring such holes into him with their stare.