The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 299

Chapter 299: Won’t Let You Fall In The Wrong Hands

"Oriana, go and try any of those gowns. Xena will help you."

Oriana unwillingly stood up as it was the order from the Queen.

"Miss Oriana, do you have a color or style you prefer?" Seeing her reaction, Xena explained, "You and Her Majesty almost have the same build but you are a little taller. This is also a good chance to see if your choice will fit you well. We still have time to send it to the tailor in case we need to make last minute adjustments for your gown."

Oriana could only helplessly agree. The Queen was lending her clothes to her. It would upset Seren if she were to refuse her at this point.

"Please this way," Xena said as she pointed towards the side chamber. It was the wardrobe room.

After carefully choosing, with Xena’s help, they decided on two gowns. One was olive and the other was light blue in color.

Entering the wardrobe room, Xena spoke, "You can take your clothes off, Miss."

Oriana hesitated for a moment. Xena smiled, "Shy? When you were brought here last time in an unconscious state, I was there. The white sleeping gown you wore was mine."

Oriana understood what Xena meant. She had seen Oriana without clothes on and there was no need for her to feel embarrassed about it. Oriana quietly started removing her clothes one by one.

It was the first time she would be naked in front of a person. Though Xena was a woman, Oriana felt her cheeks flush hot, self-conscious about her body.

Oriana also had no choice but to undo the chest band she tightly wrapped around her chest to make it firm and flat like a man’s.

In the end, Xena lent her clean set of undergarments to be worn under the layers of clothing which Eva and Marie helped Oriana to put them on.

After almost two hours, they were done putting on the olive green gown which shimmered like gold depending on the angle of light. The combination of the corset and the layers of skirt were restrictive and stuffy, despite the fabric themselves being of the highest quality.

Xena gave some comments about the gown, and then the process was repeated with the light blue one.

Oriana felt physically tired even though she did nothing other than standing. Seren’s servants were helping her with everything. After what seemed like an eternity of torture, Oriana changed back into her attendant uniform. It did not even take her five minutes.

’No wonder noblewomen take ages to prepare. How much time did I waste simply smoothening the second layer of skirt?’

"Your Majesty, I have a little trouble," she said the moment she stepped back into the main chamber. "Aside from your people, though no one knows I am a woman, my face is recognizable enough as His Highness’ aide. People will surely recognize me if they see me in women’s clothing. I think we should drop this idea."

Though Arlan knew she was a woman, she hoped that no one else would learn of the truth. It would prove to be a scandal if the public became aware of it. It was already bad that she had a terrible reputation for being the prince’s pretty boy who spends the night in his chamber.

’If it worsens...’