The Werewolf King's Bride

It was a high waist blush pink dress with a pearl ribbon around the waist. I went up to my ankle. The fabric was not too soft, but it was comfortable to wear. It was most likely chiffon.

I had never worn these types of dresses before. But here, I wore dresses made of expensive materials. Most of the dresses had diamonds, rubies, pearls, and other precious stones. Even the fabrics were high class. The designs were unique and sometimes the dresses were too beautiful that I felt guilty wearing them. If I could, I wanted to preserve them with all my might.

But Demetrius was more like the type to throw away something after using it once. He even wanted to throw those dresses away after I wore them once. But I stopped him and after a long argument, I made him understand that it was unnecessary to throw them away since I could wear them again or at least, keep them.

"Is this dress alright, Your Highness?" Ruby asked.

"Yeah, it\'s good," I said.

"I don\'t personally like the fabric, but since Your Highness is okay with it, it should do," she said.

"Well, it is quite rough. Perhaps that\'s why..."

"Yes, it is not that good to touch," she said. "What is Your Highness\'s favorite fabric?"

"Well, I like almost all of them. They are different but amazing," I said. "But if I have to say favorite, it\'s silk. It\'s really soft like a baby\'s skin and elegant as well. It gives the luxurious vibe."

"Yes, Your Highness. Silk is indeed quite a great fabric. It is delicate to handle and hard to clean though."

"Yeah, many fabric weaves tighten or pucker when washed," I agreed.

"Now that you said it... Your Highness, you can go buy something for His Highness at the festival."

I was planning to buy something for Demetrius anyway. But I was not sure what to buy. Now that she mentioned it, I was again worried about what to buy. I did not know much about what he would like since he was never clear about his favorite things. Every time I asked, he would say that he did not have much of a favorite thing.

"Is Your Highness perhaps worried about what to buy?" Ruby asked.

"Well, yeah... I am not sure what he might like...," I mumbled worriedly.

"His Highness is a man too."

"Of course, I didn\'t marry a woman," I said.

"No, I don\'t mean it, Your Highness," she said. "I mean, His Highness will like what other men like."

"Other men like?" I mumbled. "Well, as per I read in books, the perfect gift for a husband should be a wallet, suit, golf game or something like this. If Dem liked to cook, I could bring some kind of kitchen essentials. But he doesn\'t like it that much, so that\'s out of the question. Then a jacket, key chain, expensive wine, maple syrup... I have read that maple syrups make a good gift.

Then there is beer, watch..."

"No, Your Highness. His Highness will like more if you gift him something that includes Your Highness," she said, shaking her head.

"Includes me?" I muttered to myself. Why did I feel like she was talking about something indecent?

"His Highness likes to spend some personal time with Your Highness," she said.

"So you mean... lingerie or something like that?" I muttered.

"That\'s right, Your Highness," Ruby nodded.

I blushed and looked down quickly. I had never thought about it before. No matter how many times we did it, I was still embarrassed whenever I was naked in front of him. I wondered if he would like it if I wore lingerie... I was not even sure if I would look good in it and besides, I was not experienced with these types of things.

So, I needed to choose carefully so it would not be too embarrassing though I had my suspicion that no matter what I chose, it would still be embarrassing.

"Does Your Highness know about lingerie? Or we can take some suggestions from other women," she said.

"I don\'t know much. I mean, I know about some types... Well, we need to see," I said. "You sure he will like it?"

"Of course, I am sure," she said so confidently that I almost believed her fully. "His Highness will love to see Your Highness in one. You can even buy something more... like aphrodisiac..."

"We don\'t need that..."

"No, that\'s not what I meant," she said quickly. "Couples try using an aphrodisiac. It can be once in a while experience."

"For a single woman, you know quite a lot about these types of things," I said.

"What can I say, Your Highness? I just like to know about them beforehand since when I will find my mate, I want to make the full use of my knowledge and live the best couple life possible," she said.

"That\'s so cool, you know. I am sure you will find a great mate," I said and patted her on the head. Even though she was taller than me, sometimes she was more childish than me. "So what type of boy do you like?"

"I want someone cool and hot, like freaking hot. He needs to be handsome and tall. I want his eyes to be brown and his hair dark, like black or dark brown. Dark hair looks the best. He needs to be at least five inches taller than me and he needs to have a bad personality."

"Bad personality?" I asked, surprised.

"Yeah, bad boys are the best."

"So, you are looking for a playboy?" I asked.

"Kind of. I mean, I want someone who plays with girls, but when he meets me, he will let all of that go and be only mine. He will look only at me."

\'So, you are looking for the men like the typical male lead trope of bad boys falling in love and being the doting boyfriend.\'

"You got everything planned out it seems," I chuckled.

"If only I could get my dream boy... Ugh, in the end, it only depends on fate," she said sulkily. "I know it\'s just a dream. But I still want to dream."

"Who knows? You might find someone you truly like," I said. "Well, you know, it doesn\'t matter if you find your dream man or not. Sometimes, we meet someone so special that they become our dream man. He might not be the perfect explanation of your perfect boyfriend, but he can still be your new dream man."

I could relate to this more than anything else. I never had anyone I liked before. Then I met him. He was someone I would avoid at any cost. First of all, he looked scary, handsome but scary. He had this devil-like aura that screamed at me to run.

Precisely saying, if I could, I would avoid him at first glance, forget marrying him. But then, he slowly became my perfect man and now I could see that dream of a perfect man was nothing compared to meeting the real perfect man.

"Is His Highness Your Highness\'s perfect man?" she asked.

"He is now," I grinned. For some reason, whenever I talked about him, my heart would feel fluffy as if I was talking about my favorite thing. Perhaps he was my favorite thing, the thing I could live without but it would be more like living without a soul.

"Your Highness, you love His Highness a lot," she muttered.

"... Is it that..."

"Yes, Your Highness," she nodded. "It is clear like crystals. Whenever Your Highness talks about His Highness, your eyes shine brighter than ever and you grin endlessly. It is definitely \'love\'."

"Yeah... I know."

"Your Highness should never choose anyone else other than His Highness. His Highness cares for Your Highness more than anyone else and he would do anything for Your Highness," she said suddenly. "Your Highness should never leave His Highness. He won\'t be able to take it. No matter how strong our king comes out to be, his heart is like a sandcastle when it comes to Your Highness.

I am sure everyone can see it, but still, some people are trying to separate the both of you. But Your Highness should not be moved by their shallow words. They are not the truth, Your Highness. No matter what happens, His Highness will always be the perfect one for Your Highness just like Your Highness is the one for His Highness."