Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 695: The Dress Is Too Open

Arielle tried to find another dress in the cupboard, but all the dresses in it reminded her of the nightgown she only wore for Ronan alone. She closed the cupboard roughly and pressed her lips together. If she had known this would happen, she wouldn’t have let the dress she was wearing this afternoon get wet! Now she had no other choice but to wear that dress!

A leaf green dress hugged Arielle’s body so perfectly. Every curve of her body couldn’t be hidden by the thick coat. Grandmother Bertha’s manor was much warmer, so they didn’t need to wear thick clothes like the common northerners.

Arielle heard a knock on her door and she who was standing near the mirror could only turn her head.

Miss Dressrosa arrived in one of a kind of dress as she saw before.

"You look very beautiful, Your Highness," said Miss Dressrosa to Arielle. The woman took out a comb and a bag containing various kinds of jewelry, making Arielle amazed at where she got it from.

"Allow me to style your hair. Tonight Princess Bertha has a guest. She is a princess from Thebis, thus we must welcome her with much more joy," Miss Dressrosa continued.

"A princess from Thebis? I believe..."

"Oh, she arrived earlier than your group. That’s why I accompanied you earlier when Princess Bertha was talking with the princess." Miss Dressrosa cut in Arielle’s words gently and combed the girl’s soft hair.

"You have nothing to be ashamed of. Here, Princess Bertha only accepts female guests. You don’t need to be ashamed of the dress you are wearing because in this residence, all women will feel they are the most beautiful women," said Miss Dressrosa while putting on a small tiara made of gold and green diamond to match the dress Arielle was wearing.

Arielle touched the thin string of her dress and covered her exposed breasts.

"But ... it’s like wearing a nightgown with lots of lace," said Arielle, still feeling uncomfortable with the dress she was wearing.

"As I said earlier, Your Highness. It’s a place where ethics and morals don’t apply. No man will look at you with a threatening look. Here, we women can be free to do whatever we want. Even if you want to walk around completely naked, no one will judge you."

"N-no!"

"Oh, I was just kidding. But, there have been guests like that and we accept them. Women who are not confident with their bodies and blame themselves because their husbands cheat on them with other women, women who feel less beautiful... This is where they gain back their confidence. And the male servants here... they won’t see if they’re not allowed to. Alright, it’s done. Now you look even more sparkling."

Arielle looked up to look at herself in the mirror and saw how Miss Dressrosa’s hands completely changed her appearance only by styling her hair neater and adding a tiara that matched the dress she was wearing.

"Come walk with me, Your Highness. I will introduce you to a paradise that Princess Bertha has made especially for women," said Miss Dressrosa enthusiastically who then stretched out her hand and was accepted by Arielle although she still was nervous.

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Arielle and Miss Dressrosa arrived in the garden-like room Arielle had visited this afternoon when Princess Bertha first welcomed her. She tried to cover up the front of her chest as they passed rows of male guards wearing only long black pants and brown harness belts from leather that crossed in front of their chests.

The huge mahogany door opened and Arielle was brought into a very different place. Princess Bertha’s garden-like banquet room was full of women’s laughter. She didn’t know how many women were there. Perhaps more than a hundred, including the guards as well as the servants who came with her.

Arielle recognized some of them. They also wore almost identical clothes with her, ivory white with gold ornaments. She looked at the dress worn by Miss Dressrosa. The woman also wore the same color dress.

Arielle felt that she was the only one wearing a green dress. Even Aimee who sat alone on one of the seats in the room, wearing the same ivory white dress as the others.

Arielle tried to find Princess Bertha’s whereabouts. Her gaze swept to the left and right and found the old woman wearing the same dress as her, but it was in red. Princess Bertha was talking to an exotic brown skinned woman with rosy red lips. The woman was wearing a similar dress, but it was in gold.

Princess Bertha realized Arielle’s presence then waved her hand, inviting the girl to come closer. Miss Dressrosa pushed Arielle’s body to get closer to the host of the banquet and sat down to join the other women.

When passing Aimee, Arielle took the time to ask about Irene’s whereabouts. She didn’t think it was a good place for Irene to attend and hoped that the child didn’t wear the same dress as she was right now.

"Princess Irene is sleeping. Maybe she’s very tired because she sleeps so soundly," Aimee answered.

She held Arielle’s hand for a while.

"Yes?"

"Your Majesty, for some reason, this feels strange. I... am not comfortable with all of this."

Arielle put one of her hands on Aimee’s hand, which was now gripping her quite tightly. She patted it several times to calm the woman down.

"Don’t worry. I will talk about my purpose for coming here tonight. I also feel strange about the situation in this place, so let’s leave right away if something goes wrong," said Arielle, making Aimee nod and release her hand from the queen’s wrist.

Aimee had a hard time getting along with the others. Here, all the women were too revealing. The dresses they wore were see-through and no one absolutely felt uncomfortable about it. With various body shapes and skin colors, all the women here look very confident, making Aimee feel insecure.

It made her remember about herself when she was still fat. She envied one of the chubby women who was talking with the others. She looked very confident, so much different from Aimee’s old self. Aimee used to always feel embarrassed by the size of her breasts, which were much bigger than other kids her age, so she always covered them with thicker clothes to hide all the fat on her body.

Yet, the woman she was looking at now... was wearing a semi-transparent dress and not trying to cover up her body at all. If only Aimee had had a bit of the woman’s confidence... maybe she wouldn’t have suffered so much. Aimee then turned her gaze to the other women. They also wore revealing dresses and were very confident with it, leaving Aimee alone with her insecurities.

Many times, she tried to raise the neckline of her dress, which was very low so that her cleavage could be seen. Her hands also kept touching her shoulders to cover her exposed skin.

Neither Aimee nor Arielle had ever worn a dress this revealing, especially for Northendell people who were always engulfed in snow from morning until morning. They always wore warm and thick clothes. Most of them even hid their fingers with warm gloves.

From head to toe, they would be covered with thick clothes to warm their bodies.

Nieverdell gowns were quite revealing, but not too much. The ladies usually wore dresses that showed their delicate shoulders.