The Court Pt.2

“Get off me.” I screamed, the brat sat on top of me as she slapped my face with her well-manicured hand with long nails. I felt the blood drip from the scratch she gave me on my eyebrow as her friends held my arms.

“You fucking slut!” She screamed at me ripping some of my hair out.

I was tired of getting my hair pulled out so I did the only thing I could think of doing, she leaned down again to try and tangle her claws into my hair which gave me the advantage of knocking my head into her nose job, blood rained down on me as she screamed in pain and her friends let me go easily.

I took the opportunity to use my good arm punching her head knocking her off me allowing me to quickly stand and firmly gripping her golden locks. I jerked her once to send a good punch to one of her breasts, hearing the significant pop sound watching as her breast deflated, then I jerked her hair again allowing her weave to come loose, painfully, she screamed as the locks came from her head showing her short blonde bob.

“Don’t you ever touch me again you gold digging, selfish, pig and that goes for the rest of you.” I called out among the other contestants who all shivered in fear under my gaze covered in food and blood, the dining hall had food and trays thrown about and the elegant wood tables flipped over.

I caught a glimpse of myself in one of the wall mirrors, blood dripped from my eyebrow, down my face and arm, blood splattered my torso, my green dress was ruined, my makeup was smudged and scary, and my hair was messy and wild.

I always hated this side of me anyone tried to hurt me would lose my sympathy for them and I would fight back hard.

Suddenly the guards barged through the crowd and surrounded me while servants went to Verona, the guards stood at the ready as I just stood there and waited.

Then he graced us with his glorious presence wearing black boots, black pants, a navy shirt, a navy and gold military coat, his black hair swung around his chin, his glasses didn’t hide his glaring eyes, and his plump lips frowned in disappointment. He took off his crown to scratch his head.

“Again Ms. Antoinette?” He asked me in his deep voice.

“Jealously is a very dangerous weapon, Your Majesty.” I said as I glared at Verona. He tapped his foot in contemplation as he looked between me and Verona then around at the other women.

“All women are to spend the rest of the day in Church praying, while Ms. Antoinette is to be confined to solitude, let this be a lesson to all that I will not allow fighting, Dismissed.” He said aloud using his crown in his hand to point around at everyone.

He was like the Ringmaster at a circus the way he acted, he has changed so much since we were children, I watched as he replaced his crown on his head as he walked away followed by his party.

Two guards stood at my sides quickly grasping my arms then lead me away. In the farthest tower of the palace where the dungeon held the criminals, the guards pulled me up the stairs. It was this tower that the women and other courtiers are brought and placed as they waited for trial.

The very top of the tower was for a Queen if she ever betrayed the King, but my gilded cage was on the 3^rd landing, I was pushed in and the doors were closed and locked keeping me inside.

It was a black and purple gothic designed room with gold embellishments, a gold chandelier, a marble fireplace & flooring, vaulted ceiling with crown molding, and a four-poster bed with gossamer curtains, and wrought iron gating on all windows.

I took a deep breath before looking up at the corners with the Eye cams, quietly a servant appeared from the servant’s entrance, she wore all black and was forbidden to speak to me.

She bowed then gestured me towards the bathroom, I always found it strange that prisoners get their own bathroom while candidates must share one big one.

I entered the large bathroom with matching black amenities, purple wallpaper and cabinets like the main room

I stood in the center of the bathroom as the servant stripped me of my clothes, I looked up at the Eye cam in the bathroom that was aimed right at me and I felt no embarrassment at being watched, as I was getting used to it by now, considering us candidates are always being judged by our bodies making sure that we are fit enough for the royal life.

Even the skinniest candidate who came in at 120 lbs. had to put on 30 lbs. to pass the health and wellness rounds. I was well endowed at 210 lbs. flabby skin and fat, but it was a body ready to be used as the King saw fit.

The Servant cleaned me well then doctored my eyebrow as I soaked in the tub.

Once finished she helped me out, rubbed me dry with a black towel, brushed my wet hair before pulling it into a braid, she finished her work with pulling a purple and black simple dress over my nudity. I was then left to myself as she went on with her work.

I walked back out into the main room and pulled one of the books from the bookshelf, sat in one of the chairs next to the fire and began to read letting the day pass, the servant turned down the bed covers and laid out a black shift dress, picked up the basket of my soiled clothes then left me and locking the door to the servants entrance.

The next day.

She returned this morning with a simple breakfast of oatmeal, toast, and orange juice. After I had eaten, she helped me with a black dress, she tied a black ribbon around my neck, and helped me into purple velvet heels. Then with delicate fingers she pulled the top half of my hair back into a braided bun with a black ribbon and a purple ribbon weaved through it letting the tails hang down with the rest of my hair, She gave me purple shadow, black liner & mascara, a deep burgundy lipstick and purple nail polish. She removed the bandage from my brow rubbed medicine into the scar then put a new bandage on it.

Once I was ready, she left me again as the guards arrived. I walked with grace as they lead me towards The Court, todays judgement will decide my future in the contest. The giant room was filled with courtiers and press, Verona was already there wearing a white dress, patterned hose, white stilettos and her short blonde hair had been lightly curled.

What was most interesting was that her other breast had been deflated and her broken nose had been set & bandaged. Her makeup had been done thickly trying to hide the bruise from her nose that colored her eyes as they glared at me.

I stepped up on the stand and glanced up at the throne. Elias had on a grey shirt, red pants, grey and black boots, and a red coat. His crown stood regally on his head; he was sipping from a golden goblet as he chatted with male courtiers before he focused his attention to us.

“Ms. Verona Thistle and Ms. Antoinette Everston, you both are brought before The Court with charges of fighting, name calling, and causing physical harm to another person.” The blonde Lady read aloud from the side of the throne.

“Ms. Verona you are free to defend yourself against these charges.” The blonde lady said.

“She just kept staring at me and when I confronted her about it, she tripped me I had to defend myself.” Verona said with and angry tone.

“Ms. Antoinette you are free to defend yourself.” The blonde lady said.

“I was staring at her because I kept getting hit with small pieces of food, she tripped because her shoe laces were undone and she brought me down with her by pulling on my hair when she fell and when I grasped her arm she took it as a challenge.” I rebutted calmly.

“Shut up that is not true.” Verona screamed in my direction, but I ignored her and looked away.

“Both defenses are done you are to be silent.” The blonde Lady said affirmingly.

Verona stood and pouted like a child, I stood gracefully and waited.

“Ladies and Gentlemen of The Court what is your Verdict?” King Elias asked.

“After reviewing the Eye cams, we find that both parties are at fault.” A brunette Courtier male in a gold and white suit said.

“WHAT!?” Verona screamed.

“Ms. Verona you are to be silent or you will be silenced.” The blonde Lady threatened making Verona silence herself immediately.

“Master Gavile, you may continue.” King Elias said making the courtier male nod and continue.

“After reviewing the Eyecam footage, we see that small pieces of food are being thrown at Ms. Antoinette and her looking for the culprits lead to Ms. Verona. Ms. Verona claimed she was tripped by Ms. Antoinette but was tripped by the undone laces of her own shoes thus accidently grabbing Ms. Antoinette’s hair for stability and the grasping of Ms. Verona’s hand for leverage allowed Ms. Verona to believed that she was being attacked by Ms. Antoinette. During the initial fight we see that Ms. Verona pinned down Ms. Antoinette with the help of her friends allowing Ms. Verona to land heavy hits onto Ms. Antoinette who could only use her head to aid in her freedom, thus causing the break of Ms. Verona’s nose, as you see here.” He explained calmly as the video of the fight was shown in different angles.

Verona stood shocked as she watched that everything, she and her friends had done clearly put them on the wrong side.

“However, as Ms. Verona was down you can clearly see Ms. Antoinette landing quite harsh and damaging hits to Ms. Verona who did nothing to defend herself.” He finished before sitting back down.

“Thank you Master Gavile.” King Elias said before returning his attention back to the women.

“Ms. Verona?” He said making the young woman in question look at the straight-faced blonde lady before returning her gaze to the King.

“You are aware that having any plastic bodily enhancements are against the rules? Except for hair extension, nail extensions, or body part replacements due to medical reasons. It was in the contract you signed when you first joined.” He questioned her.

“Forgive me sire I had forgotten.” She pleaded innocently.

King Elias stood and grasped his long scepter then pounded it on the floor.

“I pass my judgement, Ms. Verona Thistle, because of your rule breaking and lack of proper etiquette I hereby expel you from this year’s competition and you cannot rejoin for the next five years.” He stated in a big booming voice before pounding his scepter again.

“NO!” She screamed before the guards came and escorted her kicking and screaming from the room.

“I’m sorry Stelliana.” The King said making the blonde woman look up at him.

“No need Your Majesty, her father spoiled her too much and wouldn’t let me train her as a lady before joining, maybe now he will let me act like her Mother.” She said with a small smile. They nodded towards each other in understanding before continuing.

The King pounded his scepter again.

“Ms. Antoinette, because of your continued involvement in fights I hereby invite you to the Harem Estate on the Lunar Nebula.” He stated making my eyes go wide as he pounded his scepter.

“Your Majesty?” I questioned him with large and confused eyes.

“The Moon? Your sending me to the Moon?” I asked.

“Yes, one candidate must be sent to the Moon each year for Round 4, so as punishment I am sending you. Take her away for preparations.” He said aloud.

I felt so lost as the guards came up and grasped my arms pulling me away and back to my gilded cage in the tower.

The Lunar nebula also known as the Moon is an entirely different planet with its own ecosystem. We started sending people to it over a hundred years ago, but for the King, The Moon has the retirement village for the wives of the King(s).

In Round 4, Candidates are gifted a large estate to go to for the entire summer with their families without cameras, However one of the candidates is chosen to go to the Moon and live among the Wives of the past kings and learning proper etiquette from them.

But for many who do not know, the moon’s ecosystem is freezing, the Wives live in a large estate and can barely go outside, the moon has daily blizzards and Summer does not exist there. So now I am being sent there as punishment instead of having my own Summer vacation.

That Afternoon.

I stood at the Airport, my bags were packed and ready as guards blocked me from fans, the world watched as I was being sent to The Moon for the Summer.

I had been dressed in thick grey tights, furry black boots, a thick black dress, a wool black hat, while a coat and gloves waited for me at my side.

“All Riders for the Lunar Nebula now boarding” I heard over the loudspeaker, the guards grabbed my bags and grasped my arms gently helping me to stand, and I was led to the Launcher Bay.

My bags were taken to the cargo hold while the guards left me at the door, making sure I got on.

I have never been to the Lunar Nebula though I wish it were under different circumstances. After the Rocket launched, I watched as The Earth nebula got left behind. The stars glittered the darkened sky and the ride lasted only 20 minutes,

After we landed There was already a blizzard raging outside of the Rocket, and as soon as I left my seat I put on my coat and gloves before exiting and as soon as I did, I was greeted with guards.

They escorted me to a waiting car and I saw that the roads were all covered by a thick clear polyurethane glass to block blizzards. When I heard it was cold here, they were not kidding it was cold even in the glass road domes. I lightly shivered in my coat and boots during the car ride and I watched as the beautiful snow fell rapidly making slopes and dunes for the visiting skiers and snowboarders.

I watched as a distant glow formed the Harem estate, it was a large castle manor with tall walls of frozen rocks.

I was quickly escorted inside where warmth enveloped me, the inside was designed with long tapestries and curtains, colored lamps hung around as warm incense smoke floating from them and around the room, short furniture and piles of cushions all laid around roaring fireplaces While older women ate, laughed, and relaxed in happiness, but with one very different arrangement that am not entirely prepared for as every single one of them were naked.

“Welcome Antoinette” I heard making me look up to see a tall woman with dark olive skin, long flowing dark hair and stared at me with kind eyes.

“Hello, thank you for having me” I said with a smile as my bags were brought in by servants wrapped in large coats.

“Welcome to the Lunar nebula Harem Estate, your bags will be taken to your room, but I am afraid you will have to be partitioned into our ways of living right here.” She said as she waved to the servants.

I tried telling myself that I was used to this, but it was shocking as the servants stripped me of my clothes and I was left naked just like the other females, I shivered as someone had opened the door behind me and I felt Winter envelope me.

“Your clothes will be returned to you upon your departure and there aren’t any Eye cams here, and now we welcome our sister Antoinette.” She stated leaning her naked body on mine in a warm hug.

The clothed servants lead me naked through the large castle passing many naked women. My room was decorated with the same pink and black of my room back in the Earth Nebula Palace.

My bags had been opened to reveal that all the clothes had been removed only leaving simple everyday items.

I looked out the balcony doors at the raging blizzard and sat on my bed.

“You can go out there you know.” I heard his voice behind me.

“The cold always did feel nice against my naked body, but I like it better in here.” I said as he came up behind me pulling my hair to one side to kiss my neck with want and need.

“Me too.” He said against my skin, I turned around and gazed over his glasses into his eyes.

“You could have told me they lived as nudists.” I said as I leaned back on the bed, he pulled off his shirt to reveal his sculpted body.

“Where’s the fun in that?” He chuckled as he leaned down to kiss me, I wrapped myself around him and he took great pleasure in my presence.

The real reason a candidate gets sent to the Lunar nebula for the Summer? Because its where the King spends his Summer vacation, away from the Press, the cameras and royal life, and the chosen candidate is his chosen playmate in the Harem.