The Next Morning

Ella was parched and her lower abdomen hurt both back and front. There was a hint of daylight coming from the small window at the top of the cell she was in. She was partially dressed, her top open and her undergarments were missing. Getting a look at herself in a steel panel on the door, she saw messy hair and strange white patches on her cheeks and chin.

From the upper end of the hall came a loud voice which she recognized

“I don’t care what my Uncle said, I want Ella Of Frell released immediately!”

Suddenly Prince Char appeared in the small opening in the metal door. “Now are you going to open this door or do I shove you through this opening?”

There was movement just outside the view from the opening. Then the sound of little used metal moving, then Prince Char swung the door open and stepped inside

“Ella!, are you alright?”

Char moved to her and tried to take her in his arms, only to be repulsed by the stench coming from Ella.

“My uncle had no right to do this to you and by god I promise that he will be made to apologize and suffer for this!” Moving back from her. “We will both confront him over his actions, once you have had time to freshen up and eat something.

Turning away from Ella, going to the door and out of the cell without looking back to make sure Ella was following. Ella wasn’t sure but it sounded that the guards they passed blew air kisses at her. Then leaving the dank dungeons, the pair emerged into the grand hall and made their way to Ella’s room.

There were already maids in the room, a bathtub partially filled with water, steam rising from it. At first Ella refused the assistance from the maids, which irritated Prince Char.

“Oh do let the maids help you Ella!”

Knowing what such a command would make Ella do, Char took up a position where he could see Ella, stripped and helped into the tub of warm water. Char bit his lower lip as various maids washed Ella’s skin with sponges and washcloths. His cock stirred as he thought about taking over from the maids, but he knew that that would be scandalous if word of that got out before the coronation.

A candle, burnt down to waxy sludge on a candle holder, saw Ella out of the tub, draped in a robe of sky blue, her hair wrapped in a similar coloured towel sitting at a small table with a plate of pancakes and fruit in front of her.

She hadn’t spoken many words to Char, except to thank him for getting her out of the dungeon. Somehow she felt that she spoiled the mood in the room when she asked why Elves and giants were forbidden to come to the castle? Char just looked funny at Ella before taking his leave.