The Alion King(20)

She pulled a long dress out of her closet, but couldn’t figure out how to put it on where the material wouldn’t fall like a big blanket. There was a knock at the door.

“Coming.” She opened the door and peeked out, seeing an older woman with golden eyes staring back at her. “Hi.”

The woman smiled softly. “May I come in? I have your breakfast.”

She nodded and opened the door wider, allowing the woman to enter. She had on a dress in the same soft material Bella found in her closet, but it was twined around her body in a way Bella would never be able to do.

“I’ll just put this on the table,” the woman said, heading straight for the corner of the room, next to the window. She placed the tray on the dark wooden top and turned to Bella. “My name is Teva. If you need anything, just call my name, and the room will summon me.”

She blinked. “The room? This room?”

Teva grinned. “Yes. This room has artificial intelligence that connects with my quarters or the kitchen. It will find me.”

Bella shuddered. “That sounds like a bad Liam Neeson movie: The room is alive. It will find you. And it will kill you.”

Teva laughed. “If I my daughter wasn’t so in love with those movies, I wouldn’t have known what you were speaking of, but when we went to Earth, it was one of the things she loved and made us stream for her.”#p#分页标题#e#

She laughed. “Can I ask you to help me with this dress?” She glanced down at the material hanging on her like a sheet. “I’m not doing something right.”

Teva smirked. “You didn’t wrap it correctly.”

She didn’t know what the hell that meant, but she opened her arms wide at Teva’s instructions and allowed the woman to move the material across her chest like a tube top, taking away her ability to wear a bra. She twined it loosely around her midriff and then wrapped it around her waist into a long, flowy skirt. She did something so the material tied up at the curve of her ass.

Once Teva was done, Bella turned to the long mirror by the bathroom and gasped. She’d never have figured it out. She felt almost naked in the dress. To make matters worse, it was see-through.

“Um, Teva,” she started, and watched as the dress changed color to a sapphire blue that made her look amazing. The area around her breasts darkened, and the material became thick like a bra, keeping her nipples concealed. “Let me guess. The material is intelligent too?”

She nodded. “This color looks beautiful on you. I’m glad it is the one you chose.”

“I chose it?”

“Yes. The material changes to your desired color preference. When you looked at yourself in the mirror, you thought about it being this blue. It also padded around your breast area to keep you from feeling uncomfortable.” Teva smiled wide. “I’ll let you eat. If you need me, call.”

She wanted to ask more questions but realized the woman probably had more important things to do than discuss Bella’s intelligent dress and how the hell it knew to cover up her nips. That was some serious intelligence right there. What earth could do with nipple-covering dresses.

She twirled in front of the mirror. Her hair fell in long spiral curls that somehow didn’t frizz like they normally did when she washed it. Whatever they had in their shampoo was a thousand times better than what she had at home. She slid her hand down her side and smiled. Such a pretty dress. Thankfully, she had a pair of black flip-flops that would go great. It was either that or a pair of sneakers. Those wouldn’t look as nice.

She hummed toward the table and sat to eat. Next, she’d check out the rest of the place. She saw gardens out her window and wanted to see the native flowers.

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THIRTEEN



Bella could lie to herself and say she hadn’t been looking out for Trey, but why bother? She’d been looking around the castle to see if she saw him and even went as far as passing by the library, but it was empty. She sighed and continued through hallways until she came upon an open room. It was massive.

A woman stood talking to others. The moment she noticed Bella, she stopped, a frown forming on her face, and headed straight for her.

“Who are you?”

Bella raised a brow and folded her arms over her chest. “Hello to you, too.”

“I asked you a question.”

“I realize that, but since you were rude, I don’t feel the need to answer it.” Normally she wasn’t this easily aggravated, but the way the woman stared at her—like she was a peasant or something—annoyed her. “Maybe if you told me your name, I’d be more inclined to tell you mine.”