by: Lesley Renee Charles
The Queen asked, "Shall we begin your lessons on how to act and behave like a lady?"
Dawn, who was very uncomfortable in her new clothes and new position in society replied, "Yes your majesty."
"Good. First, you must learn to walk like a lady. Get up. You must walk across this room with a graceful sway to your hips. To make sure that you learn the correct posture, you will walk with this heavy book balanced on your head. If it drops, you will have to pick it up and start all over. We will continue with this exercise until you can walk without dropping the book. Begin."
Dawn took the book that was handed to her and balanced it on her head like she was instructed. She took about ten steps, when tragedy occurred and she dropped the book. She proceeded to pick it up and rebalance it on her head. She started to practice walking again. This patterned repeated itself for a good part of the morning.
Finally towards lunch time the Queen was satisfied with Dawn’s walking. Dawn could now walk with the book balanced on her head. She was also starting to walk with a graceful, feminine sway.
The Queen decided she would use the mealtime to teach Dawn, how to sit and eat a meal like a lady.
"Dawn, before you sit down, smooth your skirt under your backside while lowering it down to the seat. Like this." The Queen proceeded to show Dawn the correct way to sit down.
Dawn picked up her eating utensils like the ill-manner boar of a man that she used to be. The Queen looked at Dawn with a menacing scowl on her face. "Dawn, that is not the way a lady picks up her knife and fork." The Queen then showed Dawn how to use her knife and fork. The meal proceeded along these lines. Every time Dawn made an unladylike mistake, the Queen would correct her. The Queen showed her how to cut meat. How to take ladylike bites. How big a serving to eat.
After lunch, Dawn was given a short period of rest. She was told to take a short nap, because the rest of the afternoon would be filled with various fittings. The local seamstress was going to take her measurements and start making Dawn’s new clothes. Dawn was then to learn about the various garments and how to don them.
The seamstress arrived and proceeded to measure Dawn for her Debutante Ball gown. The dress was to be made out of white satin with handmade lace at the hems.
While Dawn was being fitted for her new clothes, the Queen was trying to find an escort for Dawn. The Queen wanted Dawn to experience all the joys and heartaches of being a woman.
She told a page to "scour the town and find me a homosexual man that is tall, muscular and good looking. Tell him I may have the perfect "wife" for him. "
The Queen was going to do her best to make sure that Dawn would remain and Eric would disappear. She was going to teach Dawn that being a woman was not all that bad and try to convince her not to go back to being a man.
Dawn fell in love with her new gown. The gleaming satin showed her beautiful flaxen hair off splendidly. The low cut neckline enhanced her modest bosom. It had long full skirts that Dawn knew would look so graceful when she danced in the latest fashion.
Dawn was starting to worry that she was beginning to like being a girl. She was afraid that she was never going to go back to Eric.
The next morning, the page that the Queen sent out returned with a likely candidate for Dawn’s escort.
The Queen was excited over this news. "What is the name of the lucky man? The Queen asked.
"Alexander du Lac. He is a knight that prefers flaxen haired, feminine boys."
"He sounds perfect for my plans. Arrange for him to come and see me today. I will tell him of my plans."
Meanwhile, blissfully unaware of the future plans that awaited her, Dawn awoke to begin her morning toiletries. Her maid came in and once again assisted her in getting bathed and dressed. Today she was dressed in a cornflower blue silk dress. Her hair was arranged in a simple braid that fell down her back.
Her lessons today followed the same pattern as the day before. Except that her walk was becoming more naturally feminine and graceful. Dawn was aware that she was starting to walk with a graceful feminine air without consciously thinking about it.
Lunch brought on the same instructions to her eating manners. But she was also starting to learn the correct manners when seated at the table. The Queen was pleased with this.
"Dawn, you will practice your walk by yourself this afternoon. I have some important business to attend to this afternoon."
Alexander du Lac was led into the Court Room. He was a 6’ 5" tall man with broad muscular shoulders. The shoulders led down to his long muscular arms. His biceps were about 20" in girth. His brawny chest slimmed down to his waist. He strode into the room on his long muscular legs. The sun shone his copper hair to perfection. He was wearing his best suit. The suit was a royal blue in color, which complimented his hair perfectly. He was very swarthy looking.
The Queen was pleased, because he would suit her plans perfectly. She wanted Alexander to court and woo Dawn so that she would remain a female.
"Alexander, I know of your fondness for a certain type of young man. I know of somebody, that is a flaxen haired young man. He is also dressed up and is being instructed to act like a lady.
He, I mean she, would be suitable for you. She would appear to be a woman but with an extra bit that you prefer. You would be able to hide your sexual orientation while getting what you desire.
I want you to court and woo her. If you succeed in getting Dawn to remain as a woman, I will set you up with a nice sized fortune. The first step in my plans is for you to ask her to accompany you to her Debutante Ball. I will arrange a meeting for the both of you."
Alexander, who was interested in this plan agreed to the meeting.
To be continued.
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