CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
When I woke up in my new room, it was to a knock on my door.
I groggily sat up and went to open it, but I hit my feet on an upholstered bench.
“Ouch!” I exclaimed in agony, the sharp pain reminding me how different this room was from the room I and Xavier used to share.
“What happened? Are you alright?” I heard Theresa's voice and my mood worsened.
It was a slap in my face that she was still here after I told her she was done working for me but Xavier insisted for whatever reason.
I opened the door without bothering to wipe away the irritation on my face.
“What do you want?” I snapped, and she had the audacity to be surprised.
“I came to help you get ready for your first day in office, your highness,” she replied, and it was my turn to be surprised.
“I'm starting today? Whatever happened to the honeymoon period?” I asked as I let her into the butter colored room.
I was trying hard not to hate the color but it just made me feel… bleh. But it was mine and I was going to renovate it just like Anna did with hers.
“I don't think His Highness doesn't want to go for that. He asked me to get you ready for the day as you both will be going for a public event after you get situated in your office,” she informed me.
I didn't have any choice but to let her do her thing. We didn't talk like we used to and I was tempted to ask about Lisa but I didn't see its relevance anymore. It was obvious Xavier wanted me for the powers he got from me and since I refused to fall in love with him immediately, he didn't want to keep trying anymore.
And I was fine with it, happy even. I wasn't going to fall for him anymore like I'd always been scared to and I will be able to focus on helping humans live a better life like the kingmaker had said. I only hope it wasn't just a facade and they actually would allow me make real changes.
Theresa brought out an outfit for me to wear after finishing with the makeup but I shook my head.
“I don't like it,” I told her, standing my ground even though she had a defiant look on her face. I was the queen here and until Xavier says otherwise, I'll not be presented to the world like a harlot.
The gown was beautiful in its own right but I wouldn't even wear it for an evening event where I would be seen by multiple people who judge me for simply existing in human form. It was a black Chanel piece with a long slit, a tiny sleeve that opened up at the chest area. I loved v-necked outfits when I was feeling bold but wearing something so sexy on my first official day as the Queen of the world made no sense.
“But it's what the former queen would have worn, my mother worked for her and everyone always spoke about how she complimented the former King Seth,” she tried explaining her ridiculous choice.
“I'm not your former queen and if you want to work for her so badly, you can talk to your mother so she can help you get the job but my dress sense won't involve objectifying myself to your people who already see me as weak and useless. You can go, you've done the important stuff, I'll be down in a few minutes,” I waved her off and she left without any further arguments.
I went into the wardrobe and began searching for something that would make the people take me seriously.
I knew they expected me to just always be in Xavier's shadow and make no real changes but I was determined to surprise them.
I didn't want to wear the conventional pants suit and jacket as I wasn't going for a harsh impression. I'll still look soft but they would know that I wasn't eye candy but a true queen.
I finally found something that made me smile.
It was a floor length emerald green gown made from velvet, its beautiful decorations rich and glittering. I mean, I might still be eye candy but not of the night worker type. Those women were going through hell and I'll definitely do something about it once I have real power.
The neckline was round with a slight v-cut in the middle of it.
It did have a slight slit that reached up to my knee and I loved the way it hugged my body.
I looked at the mirror and I could barely recognize myself.
I looked regal, like someone would actually take me seriously even though I still felt like a tiny baby in my mind. I took a picture and sent it to my mother and the heart emojis she sent in reply gave me the validation I needed for it
The arm was long but there was a slit from my elbow to my hand and it had beautiful ruby colored beads running around its wrist.
I wore a heart shaped green earring that matched my purse and heels and proceeded to spray the perfume that smells like vanilla and cherries on my body.
Immediately I was done, I heard a knock on the door and I quickly rushed to it, carefully avoiding the bench. Once I begin renovating this room, it'll be the first to go.
I opened the door and a regal looking Xavier was standing at the door, his fist raised up to knock again.
“Good morning, I'm ready. I was just about to start coming,” I told him breathlessly, doing everything I could to not look at him.
He was breathtaking and I needed my breath, thank you. Thankfully, he'd hinted that this wouldn't be a real marriage and love wasn't in it for me. I was fine with that, I had never been in love so there wasn't anything to miss. I'll just sacrifice my dreams in place for helping my people survive until these aliens leave.
But it seemed he was having a hard time processing his thoughts because Xavier had been checking me out unabashedly, his mouth agape in shock.
If I knew I looked that good, I would have taken more pictures. I let him ogle me for a few seconds before I fake coughed, shaking him out of his reverie.
“You look… I need to um, go over some important things with you before we leave. Can I come in?” He asked, his tone sounding like that of a strangled man.
I refused to think about his actions because they did hurt. He was trying as much as possible to hide whatever he felt and I should be happy about it but it only made me feel pain.
“Oh, sure. I thought I was late and you came to get me, come in,” I replied, opening the door wider for him to come in.
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