Chapter 10: Perfect

(From Blue's Perspective)

He seemed to have carried the warmth with him as soon as he left, the same warmth that he had brought with him before. The place felt emptier as well.

I let out a sigh and got rid of the too-comfortable satin nightgown. "A satin weave is a fabric weave that generates a material with a glossy top surface and a dull back that is characteristically glossy, smooth, or shiny. It is one of the three basic types of textile weaves, along with plain weave and twill weave. Four or more fill or weft yarns float over a warp yarn, whereas the satin weave is defined by four warp strands floating over a single weft yarn. Floats are missing interfacings where the warp yarn lays on top of the weft in a warp-faced satin, for example. Because light is not scattered as much when hitting the fibers as it is in other weaves, resulting in a crisper reflection, these floats account for the high shine and even sheen. Satin is often manufactured by floating warp yarns over weft yarns in a warp-faced weaving method, but weft-faced satins are also available. If a satin weave is used with filament fibers such as silk, polyester, or nylon, the fabric is called satin; however, some definitions state that a satin fabric must be wholly comprised of silk. If the yarns used are short-staple yarns like cotton, the fabric produced is known as sateen."

Those lines came to my mind unintentionally. This was the problem I had been facing since my childhood. If I read something attentively, I could remember it line by line, word by word. It would seem like a cool thing, but it was frustrating for me. First of all, because no one listened to me. Then whenever I thought about something or came across something I knew about, these lines would keep flooding in my mind. It was getting harder every passing day not to get tired of myself for this.

I sat in the tub, trying not to think about anything too much, lest those lines might reappear. I did not want to think about anything anymore. All I wanted and needed was to relax, something I had not done in the last fourteen years.

But I still tried to relax by putting all of my weight in the bathtub and filling it with hot water. Although the hot water made me feel warm, it did not feel as safe as Demetrius's warmth.

I was surely losing my mind over him. He was a stranger, I tried to tell myself again and again. But it did not work. My mind kept drooling over the stranger who was also handsome and sinful to my horror.

I looked down at my body, which was completely scar-free. No matter how many times I looked down at myself, every time I got surprised to see it with no bruise, feeling no pain.

After a while of sitting there, I finally managed to calm down and relax. All of my limbs felt like they were in heaven, my mind was relaxed as well. A smile automatically curved on my lips.

Even with a lot of confusion and uncertainty, I could relax. I closed my eyes and allowed the warm water to transport me to another world.

I did not realize what happened. The sound of the door opening jolted me awake, my heart racing. I had fallen asleep in the bathtub.

"Don't tell me you fell asleep in the bathtub," he said.

I nodded guiltily even though I was not sure if it was my fault. The pleasure and relaxation were too much to control.

"Dear lord, Blue. You'll catch a cold for sure," he said and started to come closer.

"No, no, no," I said panicking. "Don't come here. I'm... naked."

"Oh, right," he said, realization hitting. "Get out of the water quickly. I'll come back after five minutes."

I nodded and he left. It seemed like he was worried about me. Was it because he cared for me? I was not sure. Even though the answer was clear, I was too reluctant to believe it.

I wrapped myself in a towel, getting out of the bathtub. I felt a bit cold suddenly. I stood in front of the mirror, observing myself. I looked different now with all those bruises gone and without a frown on my face.

I kind of looked... okay. I wanted to observe myself for some time more, but then his words came back to me. He said he was going to come back in five minutes. I did not want him to see me naked.

I walked over to the closet and opened it, only to be greeted by a plethora of stunning gowns. But the only problem was they were not the type of clothes I wore. All of them were dresses, expensive and stunning gowns that could steal anyone's breath away.

I was curious if I had to wear these here. The idea made me startle. How was I even supposed to walk wearing these long and heavy dresses? Would I look weird?

A knock came on the door and I looked back, panicking. "Are you done, Blue?" his deep voice came through.

I was glad that he did not just walk in. I would not even be able to tell him off as I was at his place, he was not in my place. At least the thought of him having respect made me feel relieved.

"No," I replied. "Um, Demetrius?"

"Yes?"

"Am I supposed to wear one of these dresses?" I asked hesitantly.

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"Yes. Don't you like them? I can get other dresses if you want."

"No, I like them. I'll be out in five minutes."

"Okay. I'm waiting."

I took a light blue dress that went down to my knees. Cap sleeves and pearls adorned the front of the dress. It looked adorable, but I was not sure if it would look the same when I would wear it.

The look was not the main reason I chose it. I chose it because it was the only dress that felt light weighted.

I wore it, being careful not to tear any part. I did not want to cause a scandal. The zipper was a bit hard to reach, but I managed eventually. I had no intention of calling him for this. It would be weird and embarrassing as well.

As soon as I put it on, I found out that I was right about it being comfortable. The fabric did not itch and because of it being lightweight, it made me feel comfortable.

I quickly combed my damp hair. I looked for a hairdryer here but then realized that I was not going to find anything like that here. If I was right, this world was not as developed as my world. There was not even electricity or anything like that. It was like they were ancient like the times of kings and queens.

There were some cosmetics on the dressing table. But I did not use them. Not because I did not want to, but because I was not sure if they were the same as in my world. What if I used them wrongly?

"Blue?"

"I'm done," I declared, checking myself in the mirror to ensure I did not look like a frog. Hopefully, I did not. I looked approachable, which was enough for me.

I opened the door and found him standing there. He was talking to one of the guards, but the moment I came out, he tilted his head towards me and his black eyes met mine.

I gasped quietly as a wave of chill rushed through my veins as he stared at me. For some time, his gaze did not move mine. Then he started to look up and down at me. I felt uncomfortable, especially with the guards observing everything. I wanted to bury my face in the pillows knowing perfectly that they had turned into the shade of a ripe strawberry.

"Do I look okay?" I asked.

"You look... perfect," he said and my cheeks heated up more than it felt like they could burn anything down.

I smiled and he offered me his arm. I hesitantly placed my fingers through his arm, feeling too timid.

"They are waiting for you in the dining room," he said.

"Your family?" I asked even though I knew the answer myself.

"Yes. They are looking forward to meeting you."

"Are you sure I look okay?"

"Just relax. You look amazing," he said making my heart beat faster.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, Blue. They will love you."

"I hope so. So it is true that you're marrying me?"

"You have asked me this a lot. My answer is always going to be the same, Blue. Yes, I'm going to marry you," he replied and I kept my gaze forwards as we reached the stairwell. Everything was perfect here, but his words.... they were_ everything to make things perfect.

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