The Human Bride

Chapter 6

Silence filled the room. Everyone shocked by the news but no more than Soren. He was very much under the impression that the king would never step foot in his mother, the late queen's, estate after she died early into his reign. Everyone was devastated when she died although she did things that were unorthodox for a queen. She was dearly loved by all that knew her but no one loved her more than her two sons. At her funeral was the only time that Soren had seen either of the boys cry not even when their father passed away, although neither of the boys like him very much and that is why the Theodus overthrew him.

"Why?" asked Soren

"Because Rosalind is here and Mike made the stupid mistake of getting attached to her" Natasha explained while glaring at Mikhail. Rosalind shuffled in her seat while looking at the small bowl of stew in front of her. She began to sniffle her eye welling with tears as she sat there nervously shaking. She hated disappointing people, especially people she doesn't know.

"Hey! Could you please shut up? Can't you see you're upsetting the poor girl" Noah yelled at Natasha. Natasha looked at Noah dead in the eye and proceed to glare at him.

"I didn't mean to such a thing, however young man you will learn to respect me in my house and to follow rules that have been set" she then looked at Mikhail and said, "Your brother is in a volatile state I would rather come out of this ordeal alive and intact thank you very much and Rosalind" she looks directly at the young girl who was still trembling and sniffling in her seat" hurry up with your meal and dessert we start your training once you're done" Natasha instructed and continued with her food.

The conversation was slow during the meal, bearly anyone spoke or even looked up from their plate. Rosalind couldn't tell whether it was the impending visit from the vampire king or the fact that Natasha chews almost everyone out before they began to eat. The young girl could find it in her heart to eat much, she tried but couldn't. She just pushed her food around her plate aimlessly. From across the table, Natasha stared at her while she carefully spooned the stew into her mouth. The elderly women were carefully assessing the small mess of a girl, she was trying to gage certain thing about her like her personality. She wanted to know what she had to work with. Apparently not a lot. From what she gathered Rosalind was underweight and malnourished, she had no sense of personal hygiene or self welfare. The girl had little to no social skills, Natasha inwardly sighed, she didn't have much to work with here. However, with time she could train her to be what she needed to be, what she had to be. But first, she would have to be fed and a lot, no man would want a breeder with nothing on her bones.

Once they had finished their meal Natasha lead Rosalind up to the second floor of the house. This floor of the house was decorated the same as all the rest the only thing different was the plaques on the doors, with what she assumed to be the number of the doors. They walked down the hall, the floor hard and cold under their feet. Natasha stopped in front of a door causing Rosalind to almost crashed into her back. Looking over her shoulder, Natasha sighed in disappointment. Looking down at the trembling form of the fourteen-year-old girl who was dressed in an oversized army green t-shirt, she opened the door. Upon first glance, Rosalind noticed the room was very spacious but despite that, it had a very homely feel. Inside the room she noticed and stool in the middle of the room with a large wall-length mirror opposite it, besides the mirror the was a table full of measuring tapes, material swatches, needle, cotton and right at the end was a sewing machine, it was wooden and had a belt at the side that connected to the needle and a large pedal at the bottom. on the wall facing there is a was a white lace dressmakers mannequin, similar to the one Rosalind had seen in the book the Mikhail had to give her a few years ago before he left for a few days. Natasha walked in the room toward the table picking up a piece of paper, pencil and a tape measure. Natasha looked over at Rosalind, who was stood in the doorway looking around the room in awe, Natasha smiled at the sight. The young girl looks at the room as if she was in heaven.

"Come in Rosalind" Natasha bekend as she walked towards the door closing it behind the small girl who was still looking around, taking in every detail her eyes could. Natasha leads Rosalind to the stool in the middle of the floor. She stopped Rosalind just before is and asked her to raise her arms, she did. Natasha removed the oversized shirt to show the young girl before she was nothing more than skin and bones however to Natashas' surprise start to develop more into a young woman she was developing shape and breast although very small quite noticeable. She offered out her hand for Rosalind to grab so she could set up on to the stool. Rosalind looked over to Natasha as she moved to the table to write something on the sheet of paper. Once she had done writing she moved over to Rosalind, unravelling the tape measure.

"What are you doing?" Rosalind asked as Natasha held the tape measure up to wrap around her hips, with stoping what she was doing she replied

"Taking your measurements so I can make you dress I had Soren pick you up a few different styles and shaped corsets after this I will teach you how to bath properly how to do your hair and such" she took down the three measurements she then handed the end of the tape measure to Rosalind and said "hold this here" pointing to her hips, she knelt to the floor dragging the tape with her taking it to the bottom of Rosalind's' feet and then letting go. She stood and looked at the girl stood hunched over n***d on the stool "you have a lot to learn my dear, back straight" Rosalind followed the order without a moment's hesitation and Natasha smiled.