ALL NOVEL Chapter 1 – Elana – the woman who knows what she wants
It had been a disappointing end for Elana. Bleeding and broken, she had lied before her sworn enemy's legs. In her death, all she had managed was a cold grin, ensuring she would be remembered.
That woman’s face… Elana would not forget it. That expression, she would not forgive it. The look of pity... It did not suit that woman. She was her enemy. They had fought for so long. There was no need to pity Elana. Had the positions been reversed, she would have laughed.
The memory of her death was Elana’s constant companion for the past week. She had been so close to breaking that girl, to make her submit, to have her…
… Pointless thoughts. It was not meant to be. Elana opened her eyes. She was lying in her bed, surrounded by luxury and excess. The silk sheets, the garnish nightgown, the strands of her bright blonde locks and more reminded her of her current situation.
Elana was now a noble. A daughter of a duke. The eldest scion to the Noble family of De’Sorthos. The woman who was to marry the prince of the kingdom of Tulus. She was a transmigrator and had the memories of her previous life.
For a week now, Elana had been bedridden. After taking over the other woman’s body, she collapsed, unable to keep her consciousness. She had drifted in and out of the world of dreams, trying to incorporate the other woman’s memories into her own. It had taken time, but her iron will prevail.
Now, both Elana’s had died. One in body, the other in spirit. And both of them now made a new person - someone who was bound for greatness.
This time, Elana would succeed. She would find the best woman around and-
A knock on the doors interrupted Elana’s planning. “Enter,” her sultry voice ordered. She liked the new voice. It gave her the gravitas and poise she had not possessed in her old life.
After a moment, the large doors opened, revealing a young, beautiful maid. Elana was unsure of the name. Her old personality had not cared, and if she was fair, neither did she.
Elana would give this woman a new name. Something fitting. For example… Her eyes glided over the maid’s curves. She opened her mouth but held the word ‘pet’ back. It wasn’t right. The position of a ‘pet’ had to be earned. A simple maid would not do. Not unless she proved her worth.
“Hmm…” Elana hummed in thoughts as the maid hurried to prepare the ridiculously fluffy dress for Elana to wear. “You,” She finally addressed the black-haired girl. “Help me get up.”
The green eyes trembled upon hearing Elana’s voice. The maid bowed and stumbled towards Elana to help her stand up.
Elana’s lips curled into a smile as the obedient girl’s hands slid beneath her body and tried to lift her into a sitting position. She raised her hand, then pressed an index finger against the maid's cheek and traced it down. It was pleasant to be in control once more. Intoxicating even.
The maid’s smooth skin felt cool and firm under Elana’s touch. She pressed harder, ignoring the maid’s flinch. Elana looked into the girl’s eyes, and when the maid tried to turn her head away, she held it still.
“Look at me.” Elana cupped the maid’s cheek, feeling it flush in embarrassment. The green eye peered back. Elana had to wonder… How would the girl look crying…
“Young Miss-”
Another voice interrupted Elana’s fun. She turned away from the maid’s redding face and looked at the head maid. What was her name?
Sol- something. Solania. An old, experienced woman, a little past her prime. Elana didn’t find her attractive. She would have to go.
“Speak.” Elana allowed while the younger maid’s hands embraced and lifted her.
Solana bowed. “Master wishes to know if you are feeling better.”
“I can walk, yes. I am still unable to attend the state matters, nor am I ready to leave for the capital.” Elana stretched her arms up and waited. But nothing happened. Her mood plummeted, and Elana snapped her head towards the young maid. “Help me undress.” Her tone was harsh and demanding.
This maid had to be trained. Elana had ideas on how to achieve the required obedience and skill she needed from a woman who was to serve her. And this girl would serve. That was what Elana had decided.
The younger girl hurried to pull up Elana’s nightgown, her trembling fingers brushing against the lady’s pale skin. It was clear the maid had not expected to receive such a task, nor had she done it before.
It was an exhilarating feeling to have someone fear you so much. Elana waited for her night garb to be removed, then stood up. “Is there something else?” She addressed the head maid, who was still lingering around.
Solana hesitated. “His Majesty has expressed his wish to visit you. He-”
“No.” Elana stopped the old hag from continuing. She didn’t care for the prince. Elana knew the boy was just a pawn in political games. There was no love or even attraction between them. She doubted the prince had ‘expressed’ anything of the sort the hag implied. “You may leave.”
The head maid was taken aback but compiled. She bowed, then exited the room.
Elana allowed another cold smile. She enjoyed the morning air on her naked skin and stepped closer to the maid, who took a quick step back, making Elana frown.
“Stand still.” Elana did not allow such foolishness.
But the maid didn’t listen. Her face contorted in fear, her pupils shook, and she took another step away from Elana.
“Disobedience-” Elana leisurely pursued and raised her hand. “Shall be met with punishment.” Her palm shot forward, hitting the maid’s cheek, reddening it further.
It didn’t quite suit Elana to punish with just her hand. She would much prefer a proper lash. But she had to do what she had… on hand. She hoped no one would even learn of this stray thought.
Meanwhile, the girl gaped, looking at Elana in horror. Tears began to gather in the corners of her green eyes. She was frozen, unable to move in front of the lady who held so much power over her life.
Elana slapped the girl again, enjoying the sting on her palm. There were benefits of doing it raw, she decided. “You will listen.” Another slap. “And you will follow-” She hit the other cheek. “All my orders.” Her heartbeat quickened, and tingles ran down her body. “Are we clear?”
The maid sobbed. Tears began rolling down her hurt cheeks. But she nodded. “Y-yes…”
Elana slapped the girl again. “Adress me properly.” She didn’t pull her hand back, caressing the maid’s soft skin, then lifted her chin.
“Y-yes, m-may lady.”
“Mistress.” Elana leaned closer to look at the tears.
The maid shook, and her breath turned shallow. She was unwilling, but… “Y-y-yes, Mistress-” She hiccuped.
“Good.” Elana freed the girl suddenly and turned around. “Now, help me put on this ridiculous dress.” She tried to calm herself down.
Despite Elana’s confident actions, this was the first time she had done it in her new life. She had feared the new body would not be like her old, but…
The hot, smothering feeling ran through her body, making her heartbeat quicken. This was… The best. She felt the need in her nether regions to intensify. It had been so long since she had felt an orgasm. The old Elana was somewhat prudish. This body was pent up.
But it wouldn’t do good for the maid to know how aroused Elana was getting. That would give the girl ideas, and she would not allow that. Besides, this girl did not deserve to be someone who made Elana climax.
While thinking about the future satisfaction, Elana did not forget to follow the crying maid’s every move. The girl was obeying the orders.
With shaking hands, the girl began dressing Elana, but she did not look up - too afraid of what she could find reflecting on her lady’s face.
And it pleased Elana. She wanted to do more. To push the girl more. To have her break under her touch, but she wasn’t that free.
There were matters to address. After all, Elana was now in a world she knew from the other life. She had played this game before. She knew how the events would unfold, and she had to be prepared.
Elana had much to do. And by the end of everything, she would have the ‘main character’ under her heel. That girl would be a joy to break. The supposed heroine was someone who satisfied the high standards Elana had for her women.
Frankly, Elana could not wait.
