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Erin looked to the Princess, crumpled on the floor.
“Do you want me to call further security for him? Do you want me to report this?” she asked gently.
“No, no, please don’t,” said Alexandra, tears on her fine cheekbones.
Erin knelt next to the Princess kindly, she looked so small and fragile suddenly, huddled on the floor, her beautiful dress torn and her makeup smudged. “Can I call anyone for you?”
Alexandra looked up, her blue eyes big and scared. “Please, no. I don’t want anyone to know.”
“Let me help you to your room.” Erin offered her hand and the Princess took it. Erin stood strong and pulled Alexandra up from the floor.
Alexandra clung to Erin’s arm, her perfume strong in the silence. Erin guided her to her bedroom, the rooms that were so busy during the day, empty now at night after her staff had been sent home. Erin was the only one who lived so close. It was the first time she had seen inside Alexandra’s bedroom and Erin was blown away by the splendour. Erin had never seen a four poster bed before, but here one was in this huge room. Rich dark hand carved wood, with white veils and curtains all around it. A canopy of white for the Princess. A hint of contemporary amongst the traditional and the antique. The old amongst the new. The Princess with her bodyguard.
Alexandra sat on the edge of her bed, looking shell shocked.
She looked up at Erin again. “Erin, please stay with me. Please help me.”
Erin had never seen anyone more delicate and vulnerable than the wide eyed Princess before her.
“Of course Ma’am. Whatever you need.” Erin said. “Shall I run you a bath?” Erin asked.
Alexandra didn’t really reply, so Erin went ahead to the huge bathroom suite and the vast bath and turned on the taps anyway. She found some luxury bath creme that claimed to be Amber and Vanilla. It smelt beautiful so she added it to the hot water, its shimmery pale gold liquid swirling and dispersing under and into the water.
She returned to the bedroom with a white towelling robe and Alexandra was still sitting there, almost catatonic. Erin picked up her hand and asked if she wanted to take the dress and jewellery off.
She nodded but made no attempt to remove anything.
“Shall I help you?” Erin asked, so cautious of overstepping boundaries, but at the same time, so keen to help this troubled woman.
Alexandra nodded again. Erin began by gently unclasping her necklace. She was surprised at the weight of the diamonds as she lifted it from Alexandra’s collarbone. She removed the diamonds from her ears and lifted her hand to remove her bracelet. As she unclasped the bracelet she saw the skin beginning to form shades of blue and purple around her slim wrist.
Erin asked if it was ok to help her off with her dress. Another despondent nod. Erin slid it from her shoulders and helped her pull her arms through, as though helping a child undress. She wore no bra. Her breasts were surprisingly full against her prominent ribs and narrow shoulders. Erin helped her stand and slipped the torn dress down over her hips and it fell in a pile on the floor.
Princess Alexandra stood before her in small white panties, there were more bruises beginning to appear on her arms; Erin immediately helped her on with the soft robe. She wrapped Alexandra up in it, it was way too big for her. Erin’s desire for this woman momentarily overcome with her desire to care for her. Alexandra slipped off her own underwear and sat back on the bed. Erin couldn’t help but catch sight of the white panties on the floor, slightly torn and bloodied.
“Er, Ma’am, I think you are bleeding. Should I call someone? The palace doctor? I think maybe I should?” Erin was scared suddenly. Scared that this wasn’t something she should be dealing with alone.
Alexandra gasped and touched between her legs, her fingers coming out with a smudge of blood on them.
“Please, no, Erin. Please no. I don’t want anyone to know.” Alexandra re-iterated. “Please call me Alexandra.”
And suddenly they were just two women with a secret. Erin and Alexandra. Alexandra needed her help.
Erin sat beside her and removed the pins from her hair, one by one, tenderly, letting the ashy waves fall piece by piece around her shoulders.
It felt like there was a trust between them, a deepening of their relationship suddenly. To something more.
Erin checked the bath and turned off the taps.
“Alexandra, the bath is ready.” It felt strange calling her Alexandra. Strange, but somehow right.
“Will you sit with me? I don’t want to be alone,” Alexandra asked as she dropped her robe, walked to the bath and stepped into the steaming bubbles.
Erin was star stuck for a second as she watched her, Princess Alexandra, naked and ethereal. People didn’t say no to the future Queen. She knew that. Of course Erin would sit with her.
There was a stool in the big bathroom that Erin sat on, positioning herself so as to avert her eyes from the Princess’s body under the water.
“I can’t believe he did that.” Alexandra broke the silence.
