Forced to marry the dragon

So not ready

Keila woke up to someone shaking her gently. 

She opened her eyes and saw Victoria. "Sorry, your highness but you should get out of bed." Keila scoffed at her and the maid seem to get the message. "I mean Keila." 

Keila nodded and sat on her bed while Victoria started preparing her clothes and stuff for her lady's morning business.

"You have a dress fitting in an hour and after lunch, the King wishes to talk to you."

Keila frowned. What could the king want? After all, he made it quite clear at the dinner table yesterday. 

She had to do what was told otherwise her kingdom was in danger. She didn't really have a choice so if the king wished to talk to her, he would.

"Anything else?" Victoria stopped her pacing around the room and thought for a while.

"Not that I know of." "Good. I wanted to talk to the prince sometime today, so I suppose it would be best in the evening after dinner."

Victoria had a curious look in her eyes and Keila saw the maid was slowly becoming her friend.

"May I ask why?" "Of course you may."Keila smiled at her but wasn't sure she could tell her what she wanted to talk about. "I wanted to ask him a favour."

She decided to keep it vague but wanted to talk to another woman so she decided to be bold. "It's about the wedding night." She couldn't help but blush "Can I also ask you a question?" 

"Of course Keila." "Have you ever been with a man?" Victoria visibly stiffened. "I won't judge or tell anyone. It's just...I am unsure of tomorrow and could really use some advice."

"Yes and no" that confused Keila a little but she waited for Victoria to continue. "I have not been with anyone but before tomorrow I worked for the King. Although I was just a maid he sometimes wanted me to make him feel good. He wouldn't  take me, he has more than enough women for that and they can't get pregnant so he wouldn't risk that but he wanted other things?"

Keila had no idea what she was talking about. What other things? "What did he want?"

"Well, sometimes he wanted to touch me but most of the time he wanted me to touch him." 

"How?" "With my hands or my mouth." Victoria just shrugged. She seemed used to this kind of things. She saw the confusion on Keila's face and continued. 

"You know, there are other ways to make a man satisfied than just bed him. You can use your hands and gently stroke him or take him in your mouth. Men like that stuff."

"Isn't it weird or gross?" She was feeling uneasy talking about things like that but she was really curious. 

"You get used to it and they are happy after." 

"Oh" was all Keila could say she was feeling so embarrassed about her lack of experience. "Thank you, Victoria. I suppose we better get going."

Victoria nodded as they made their way out the door.

After light breakfast, she spent hours in the fitting room. Her feet hurt and she was

almost asleep were they were finally finished.

Her dress was a beautiful long gown. It was made out of white lace and was sleeveless. The neckline was low but still modest and the skirt was really light and looked very elegant.

She was forced to skip lunch because unfortunately, the king was already waiting for her. This really scared her as she wasn't sure what he could possibly want to talk about.

Keila found him on his throne waiting. He was tapping his foot impatiently. "You are not very punctual are you?" 

"No your highness, forgive me but the dress fitting took longer than expected." It was probably better to be polite and don't anger him. Who knew what he would do.

"All right. I wanted to make sure that you are loyal to us. I believe there will be no problem tomorrow at the wedding...." He waited while she understood he wanted an answer.

"Of course I am and there will be no problems. Not caused by me at least."

"Brilliant" There was a silence for a while before the king spoke again. He looked amused by Keila's visible uneasiness. "Are you a virgin?"

She didn't expect that question but then again, she was marrying a prince, it was understandable to require a virgin bride.

"Yes, your highness." Although she tried to stay serious her cheeks were bright red.

"I'm afraid we will have to confirm, just to be a hundred per cent sure."

What? How the hell did they want to confirm that? "The royal physician will take a look at you." She just now noticed the second man in the room. 

He must have come during their conversation because he wasn't there when she entered the room. She was so caught up in their conversation she didn't see him come in.

"This is Lord Rendell. He is an honoured royal physician. The best of the best."

She looked at the man who gave her a discreet smile. He looked short standing next to the king but was still a lot taller than her. He had light brown hair and grey eyes. He had a short beard which started to turn grey. She guessed him around forty-five.

"Please follow him and he will inform me further about your condition." Her condition should be crystal clear. She was eighteen, unwedded and a princess. Where would she lose her virginity? 

He was probably doing this just to annoy her and she would not give him the satisfaction of talking back. It was inevitable in any case.

She nodded and followed Lord Rendell to the infirmary. It looked dirty when she remembered the infirmary at her home.

However, this one was a lot bigger. Lord Rendell motioned for her to enter another room. There was a bed, a table and a few cupboards, three chairs and that was it.

"Please sit and we'll talk first." He was nice, polite and understanding."I would like to make sure you are healthy, so we will start with a few questions."

"How many times a day do you eat and how much?"

"Usually three times a day. How much? I don't know, just enough to feel full I guess."

"Good. Do you get your bloody days regularly?"

Keila started to feel a little uncomfortable discussing this and with a man but she just wanted to get it over with. "Yes"

"When did it start?"

"About three years ago?"

"Good good....well it sounds like you should be able to convince. I am afraid there comes the worse part."

She was a little afraid but Lord Rendell seemed like a man you could trust so she nodded her head slowly for him to continue. 

"I'm going to tell you what we'll do so you would feel more comfortable. You will lie down and I will raise your skirt. I will touch you with my fingers. It may feel uncomfortable but try just lay still and think about something else. It will be over sooner than you know it. Just like at your wedding night." He chuckled a little at his own joke, but Keila couldn't. She was too nervous.

He motioned for her to lie down and she did. He raised her skirt above her knees and slowly parted her knees with his hands while looking at her private area.

She couldn't watch so she laid her head down and closed her eyes. "May I ask your highness, do you have any siblings?" She was sure he knew she didn't but wanted to ease the tension and she was grateful.

"No, I am an only child." Just then she felt a finger at her entrance and closed her eyes even tighter. He pushed in and she felt tears pouring behind her eyelids. It felt really strange and she felt so embarrassed.

He moved his fingers around and pushed at some sort of barrier ever so gently. Then he removed his fingers and put her skirt back to its place. It all felt wrong. She cried and there was only one person barely doing anything. 

She was so not ready for tomorrow.