“William you need to find a wife soon. Our father will die within the next few months and you will need to take the throne. Without a wife our kingdom will look weak in the empire.”

Prince William sighed, having had this conversation with his brother Marcus many times before. “I understand that. I have yet to find the girl who shall be the one I make mine. The castle Oracle has prophesied that I will marry a girl with the bluest eyes in the empire, she will be mine and will help me lead our land into its rightful place at the height of the empire.” He smiled at his beloved brother. “The science I brought back will assist me in making her mine.”

Marcus moved across the room towards the window, his orange, chin length, hair waving in the breeze the open window let in. “You have big plans for the kingdom don’t you? You are wise and bold, the empire will benefit from your rule.”

William stood up, musing to himself about some of those plans. “Indeed I do, there will be many changes both politically and socially. Our father’s reign has been honorable, and, hundreds of years from now, many songs will be sung of his deeds. However, there are things that need to be set right and I shall do it.”

With that, William walked across the room and extended his hand. “I am going to go into the market for produce. The farmer’s crops seem to be blessed this season.”

Marcus took his brother’s hand and grasped it firmly. “Indeed William but you know we have servants and workers to do mundane errands like that.”

William wrapped his cloak around his body as he headed towards the door. He paused at the door, turned back to his brother, and smiled. “You are right, but I feel that if I am going to be eating the food I should pick the freshest, best, produce no?” He waved and said a few words of love and adoration to his brother in their kingdom’s ancient, almost forgotten, language and was off to the market in the castle’s hillside below.

The ride on the indoor escalator down to the market was a very pleasant one for the Prince. He took a private ride that the castle had installed for Royals so villagers would not swamp them. William, as much as he loved the people who he would rule someday soon, was rather unsettled by having hundreds of people surround and treat him like a god. Just because he was born of noble blood did not mean he was more a man that anyone else! He brought his food and clothes just as all others would, refusing to have servants take care of things like that unless absolutely necessary. The king of Proneria to the south was a fine example of what he did not want to become. Fat, lazy, and obnoxious to his people. Being king is a privilege that should be taken to heart, not an excuse to engage in gluttony!

The ride down to the village, which took about ten minutes, gave William plenty of time to relax and reflect on recent events. Not long ago he had been a carefree Prince staying in the western kingdom of Disonia with his distant cousin, the Elfin Prince Shaw. His father’s sudden illness brought him back east across the empire to take up residence in the castle. Now he was expected to start taking on more responsibilities and, eventually, to rule the kingdom.

Of course, as his brother constantly reminded him, he also needed to find a wife. How could a king be taken seriously without a Queen? Luckily, William had spent a lot of his time in Disonia studying politics and philosophy. He also learned a lot about technology. Disonia was much more technologically advanced than Hershin, who favored a more magical approach. William’s father was a bit wary of the sciences, preferring to let the royal Mages uses their magic to advance society. Disonia used a liberal mix of the two and William thought it was the best way to proceed. When he ruled he would advocate broad changes and encourage the sciences, whether they are social, magical or technological.

While staying in the Disonian royal castle William was a guest of the Elfin Prince Shaw. He had been taken into confidence by Shaw and shown much of the latest technology, which had advanced his kingdom into the leading member of the empire. William knew things were not as they seemed but the changes that had come along were for the betterment and glory of the kingdom. An alliance between the two kingdoms would be the first bill he would sign once he was King. During the Elf’s wedding to the maiden he had wooed William promised Shaw that when he returned to Hershin he would immediately begin to experiment with the technology he was going home with.

Hopefully one of the items he had returned with would be put to use soon. His brother’s pestering about him getting married was very convenient, as this machine would help him with that. The oracles had proclaimed a peasant with the most beautiful blue eyes in the empire would be his wife and help lead the kingdom to the heights of the empire. A few seconds later, the prophecy would begin to take shape.

William knew she was the peasant he was destined to marry the moment she came into view. Her huge blue eyes immediately spoke out to him. They were exactly as the Oracles had said; large and deep like the deepest water in the ocean. William pushed his way through the crowd that inevitably gathered whenever a royal entered the market. Slowly, but surely, he edged closer to the west side of the market where she stood looking at produce.

Not wanting to offend the crowd, but also wanting to get closer to her, he put a hand up to silence them. He looked about and saw that even the young lady had stopped to hear what the Prince had to say. “My people, thank you for the warm welcome. Ever since my return, you have been generous in your praise and kindness. I only hope to return it by serving our kingdom well.”

Many cheers went up from the crowd but the girl was William’s only focus. She was smiling and clapping along with all the others, obviously pleased by what he said. He waited for the cheers to subside a bit and then put a hand up again. “I appreciate the welcome but I am here, just as you are, to buy goods. Let us get back to our daily tasks. Who can show me the finest tomatoes in the market?”

More cheers came as two young men walked out of the crowd to lead the Prince to their booth, which they claimed had the best produce in the empire. It was by the fates that it was the same booth the girl was standing at. The crowd dispersed after a moment and went back to their business.

William walked up and extended a hand to the man running the booth. “Hello farmer I have been told by these two young men your produce is the finest we have, may I sample some?”

The farmer was visibly nervous as he returned the handshake; it was not everyday a Prince wants to buy your tomatoes. “S-S-Sir they are my children and we have worked hard to bring them to the people. I only want to help the kingdom, Sir.”

His handshake was weak. William frowned at this, hating the way people treated him just for being born of noble blood. “You don’t have to be nervous around me.” He paused for a moment and gestured broadly towards the crowd, who, despite their dispersal, were still collectively ease dropping on everything the Prince said. “I came here to buy food just as everyone else here did. I may be a Prince but I am no god, I must eat as well no?”

He smiled at those around him, the sons laughing because it was expected. “Now, I would like to buy three pounds of your finest grain and two pounds of your reddest tomatoes, what would the price for these be?” The man quoted a price that was a bit on the high side but worthy of the product, which was very nice indeed. William was not sure if it was the best in the kingdom, but it was certainly in the running.

The Prince knew this was his opportunity to speak to the girl, who was now standing nearby watching what was happening. He turned towards her, made eye contact, and spoke. “Girl, what is your name?”

She looked up at him but would not look him in the eye, for fear of the wrath he could bring down upon her. “S-S-Sir, my name is Sabina.” Sabina curtsied for the Prince respectfully. He smiled and examined her. The ripped up dress she wore told William that her family was near the bottom of the commoner class; Sabina’s family was not quite dirt poor, but close. Her hair was dirty and knotted; although it was clear that if cleaned up it would shine brightly. Sabina was thin but not as bad as he had seen elsewhere in his travel. With the nutrition she would receive in the castle the girl would blossom.

While William did not find the way the people looked at him as an idol that is to be put on a pedestal enjoyable, he was pleased by the respect he gained from them. When he was King, he would earn it a million times over. William noticed there was a small crowd watching now. A few of the girl’s friends were visibly stunned that the mighty Prince would even speak to her. He got closer to her and took her face in his hand, looking into her eyes. They were stunning, blue as the ocean, and more oval shaped just as the prophecy stated they would be.

“You are beautiful, Sabina.”

Sabina again curtsied and lowered her eyes respectfully. Her face turned a deep shade of red as she blushed at his compliments. “T-t-thank you Sir, coming from you that is the highest of honors but I am just a peasant girl. I am in rags. I just came here to buy food for my family for the week.”

By this time most of the crowd was back to their business, or at least acting as if they were. William noticed a few glances from the people around him but did not let it bother him. If she was at the market, he could assume she had a grasp of basic mathematics and reading. Good. He loved his cousin Shaw, but he could not understand his fascination with dimwitted Elvin girls.

“What were you buying, Sabina?” She stuttered unintelligibly, which made William frown. “You may look at me if you wish; my eyes will not turn you to stone.”

Slowly Sabina looked up a little, visibly shaking “S-Sir, I was just buying some grains and milk for my family. We don’t have too much money so I have to shop around for bargains, Sir.”

Ah-ha! William had a way to break the ice. “Well isn’t that a coincidence Sabina I am buying grains myself. I do not trust the castle servants to do it for me; when I was in Disonia studying with my cousin I was waited on hand and foot and it became quite bothersome. Just because I am of royal blood does not mean I cannot get up off my butt and do things! I feel that if I am to eat while I am home I should pick it out myself. Those who don’t leave the castle become lazy and quite large like the myth in Proneria about the Saint Nicholas fellow.” Nervously Sabina laughed at this. Slowly she had been looking at him more and became a bit more comfortable.

He pointed towards the seller in front of them. “I arrived here just before we started speaking Sabina so I have not had the time to look around as you have; could you tell me, are this man’s provisions the best deal in the market?”

She saw his smile and felt less nervous, the worry slowly going out of her face. “I think his prices on tomatoes and milk are fine but the g-g-grains are a bit high, Sir.” The girl turned and pointed towards another seller, an older woman. “The woman over there has cheaper grains, S-Sir.”

The man behind the counter grabbed her and turned her around. “Wench my grains are the best!”

William swatted his hand away and leaped forward grabbing him by the shirt, which silenced the stunned crowd around them. “Fool! You will not grab my young lady friend like that ever again!” He held him up by the shirt and threw the man back against his counter. “Touch any women like that ever again and I will have you fed to the dragon under the castle and then your carcass sent to the shoe trees for scraps.”

He let his words hang in the air for a few seconds, watching them sink into the terror-ridden face of the man. William then backed off and walked across the market to the women on the other side whose grain Sabina had said were the finest. It was true he was pleased to find out, the girl was bright. A deal was negotiated and he started to move back across the market to where Sabina was standing stunned. A few people offered to help him carry his goods but he turned them down, telling them to take care of their own needs. Before he made it all the way across he announced he would begin plans for a great feast for the people three weeks hence.

Many cheers came up from the crowd. This gave him the moment he needed to motion to Sabina for her to follow him. She followed quickly, not sure what else to do. After she caught up to him, they walked down a few back alleys and stopped behind a large inn.

William took her hands in his own. “I wanted to thank you for assisting me back there Sabina.” He gave them a tight squeeze to show his words were sincere.

Gently she squeezed back, not sure what was really going on. “I am just a peasant; my life is but to serve the kingdom, Sir.”

He smiled as he noticed the lack of the stutter. Good, he thought, she was becoming more accustomed to him. “I would like to thank you for your help Sabina; will you join me this evening for dinner?”

Sabina covered her mouth, her cheeks burning red. “Dinner with me, Sir? But I am just a peasant girl!”

Brushing his hair out of his face as he took her hands in his own again William leaned in and kissed her on the mouth gently and then a little harder, putting his forehead against hers gently. She was stunned and staring at him now in shock as the Prince pulled away. “Sabina, you will have dinner with me this night, I will have a page go to your home to tell them where you will be. Come with me now, we will have you cleaned up and made presentable for the evening. Don’t worry about others knowing where you are, I know a shortcut back to the castle.”

He pulled her in tight and kissed her again. This time she kissed him back. They walked hand in hand to the trapdoor behind the market tavern a few alleys down, opening the door and entering. Inside of the trap door, after walking down a long corridor, a hidden elevator led in the castle. Sabina had never seen one of these before; they were a new technology. They soon got to the end of the ride, which dropped them off at a back room in the castle. Even this room, an unused storage room, was huge. Sabina craned her neck from side to side taking it all in.

William took his hand out of hers and stepped in front of the girl. “We are going to go a few floors up; the stairs will bring us to a guest bedroom, which will be where you will change for the evening.”

Sabina looked surprised and suddenly nervous again. “But I didn’t bring other clothes! What will I wear, S-Sir?”

He leaned in and kissed her again, gently on the mouth. “We have plenty of clothes for you Sabina. On our way up I had two maidens called to the room we are going to so you can have assistance in getting cleaned up.”

Smiling and laughing a bit, she curtsied for him. “I will do my best to look good for you, Sir.”

William smiled and took her hand in his and kissed it gently. “I love the way you curtsy.”

Sabina smiled at him. “You like that I curtsy Sir?”

“Indeed, I like it when young ladies curtsy and show proper respect to men.”

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. William turned his head towards the door and quietly instructed them to enter. Two young women about Sabina’s age dressed in long, beautiful blue dresses came in quietly. Both curtsied and lowered their eyes, but not before Sabina could notice the glassy look in their eyes. Both young women spoke in unison. “Sir, we have come as you requested, we await your order, Sir.”

Sabina was quite stunned by the girls. Both of these young women were amazingly beautiful and elegant in their outfits. She hoped that a dress like this was going to be for her as well.

The Prince walked over to both, motioning for them to rise. He pointed to each girl. “Sabina, this is Paisley and this is Hayden.” Both girls remained silent. Sabina could not believe how grown up they looked; neither could be above her age of eighteen though. William glanced over at her and then back to Hayden and Paisley. “Girls, Sabina will be staying with us tonight for dinner. I want you to clean her up and make her proper for the evening meal.”

Both girls immediately began to move over to her, their bodies flowing in their ankle length dresses. “Yes, Sir.” They both said as Hayden touched Sabina on the arm. “Come Sabina, we have to bathe you.”

Hayden took Sabina by her left arm while Paisley snapped a gold bracelet onto the peasant’s right arm. Before Sabina could ask what it was for Hayden added a second bracelet to her left arm. Sabina immediately stood straight and stiff, her eyes becoming glassy and distant.

Hayden was the first to speak. “Come with us Sabina, we have to clean you up.” Sabina obediently got up and followed the two maidens across the hall and down two rooms. They walked in and Paisley stepped in front of Sabina, taking her hands in her own. “Now Sabina you will take off those tattered clothes, we have to bathe you and then dress you like the lady you will become. Do this now girl.”

Sabina obeyed without a word, sliding her dirty dress over her long orange-blond hair. The body that was reveled for inspection was beautiful. She was quite the stunner, tall and busty yet very light weight. Paisley came across the room, her blue dress accented by the tight corset she wore that showed off her large bosom. She opened a drawer to take out a measuring tape, pulling back her chin length pink hair into a short ponytail with her other hand.

Paisley walked over to where Sabina stood and touched her hand. “Sabina step onto that scale please.” She stiffly walked over to the scale and stepped up onto it. The pink haired maiden moved a few measurements and wrote down a number that she muttered to herself. “One hundred and ten pounds.”

She nodded to Hayden who moved in to take the next measurement. She moved a metal bar over the top of Sabina orange hair. “Five foot three inches.” Paisley wrote it down on the clipboard she carried. Paisley next commanded Sabina to move to the middle of the room and stand still. She complied silently, moving in a gliding fashion.

Paisley moved her hands around Sabina’s body, taking measurements as she went. She stopped especially at her breasts, her pink nails running across Sabina’s left nipple. Her chest may need to be magically enhanced by their Master, but for a girl so impoverished her body was still impressive. “Thirty four, twenty two, thirty.” Hayden wrote down the measurements as she called them out.

Next Hayden came over to Sabina with a razor and knelt down in front of her to start shaving Sabina below. She slid the razor up and down a few times and then gave Sabina’s clit a slow lick, which made the girl shudder as she felt it. Wiping away a few excess hairs, Hayden looked to Paisley for the next assignment.

Together they then bathed her quickly, wiping away months of grime. Hayden and Paisley were to do this quickly; their Master just wanted her cleaned up for now. Once they finished drying her off, Hayden commanded Sabina to walk back to the center of the room and wait at attention. Her naked self walked over to the middle of the room and stood eyes glassy and staring out at nothing. Paisley walked over to her and gave her a once over, walking around her. Nodding to Hayden, she stepped out of the way so Hayden could put a white dress over top of Sabina’s head. The dress went down to her ankles, highlighting her curves. Paisley came in and tied the front corset, making Sabina’s firm breasts snug in the dress.

Hayden took her hands in her own pale fingers “Sabina come over here and sit down.” Once Sabina had sat down Hayden started on her makeup while Paisley gave the girl a manicure.

She was now ready and presentable for the Prince. Hayden took both of the bracelets off her arms and watched as the life came back to Sabina’s eyes and she got up with them to head down to the dining hall as if nothing was any different.