Remember Part 4

Remember Part 4
GHB x reader

READER POV

I was having a nice dream on that nice comfy couch when I was rudely awakened. Not by a slight shake, not by a gentle voice. No. I was dumped into a tub. I didn’t wake up gracefully either. I was totally spazzing out until I got my bearings.

Turns out I was being washed for some reason. I knew because there was a teal blood on the side of the tube. “Are you okay? I didn’t mean to harm you.” At least she was polite. She must have seen how confused I was because she continued talking. “I was assigned to help you wash before joining the Grand Highblood for dinner.” “Why am I joining him for dinner?” Now she looked confused. “I’m sorry I don’t really know. I thought you might be special to him considering you aren’t a troll.”

I sighed and let her wash my hair as I remembered my dream.  I was walking in the starlight night with someone. I knew I loved them, but,  I couldn’t tell who they were. When I looked up toward there face. It was blocked out by the brightness of the moon directly above him. All I could tell is that it was a tall troll and that he was smiling. Just as he was about to say something, I was dropped in the tub.

It took about ten minutes before I was clean. I didn’t exactly focus on cleanliness in the woods. But now my (h/c) hair was soft and shiny. My skin was free of all the dirt. And I smelled like vanilla and roses. After I was dried off I was lead back into my room where two other trolls were waiting. They were discussing something about fabrics when they noticed me.  They didn’t say anything, just looked at each other and nodded.

In just a few minutes I was stuffed, literally stuffed into a dress. Then I was shoved onto a seat where they did my makeup. It wasn’t pleasant being forced into a piece of clothing. When they finished I was finally allowed to look in the mirror. I, and not to honk my own horn, looked pretty good.

The dress was a floor length, dark purple gown. It was made of, by the feel of it, made of silk. It was smooth with long sleeves and only a few gems on the collar. There was a slit in the  fabric up to my mid thigh on the left side. My make up was simple and complimented my (e/c) eyes. I was just starring at myself in the mirror until on off them cleared their throat. I looked over and they were holding out silver sandals with straps.  “These should complete the outfit.” I just nodded and sat where they motioned me to. The sandals had purple ribbons that tied around my ankles.

When I was fully dressed a knock came from the other side of the door. It opened to reveal a tall sweaty troll. He looked nervous. “I have come to take you to the Grand Highblood.” I just nodded curious as to why he was sweating so much. I looked over to see that the towel from before was still there. It was used but he really looked like he needed it.

I grabbed it and walked over to him. I was about to hold the towel out to him and he must have thought I was about to do something. Because he stiffened and his sweating increased.  I just looked at him calmly and held out the towel. When he saw that was all I was doing he relaxed and took it nodding at me before walking out the door. I just followed him. It was a very awkward walk because it was dead quiet.

When we finally arrived in front of a set of doors he talked again. “He’s waiting inside.” He held the door open and stepped to the side. “Thank you.” I walked in to see a giant dinning room. Well it was more like a banquet hall. There was a long table and at the head sat the Highblood. He looked up as the I walked through the doors. For a second he looked angry then he just looked shocked. I assumed the only other chair at the table was for me so that’s where I went. Of course though it was right next to the Highblood.

I tried to pull the chair back but it was like it was made of pure steel. On closer inspection, it was. He probably threw it when he was angry with how bad I heard his temper was. When I couldn’t pull out the chair he started laughing. After watching me struggle for about a minute he took pity on me and pulled the chair out.

Grumbling to myself I sat down. It was a nice looking dinner with…was that soda in wine glasses? It was. The thing was. It didn’t really surprise me with this troll.
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Dinner was very uneventful. Probably because I refused to talk to him or look at him. He eventually just gave up and ate. It was weird, he looked like he was just about to blow his top before suddenly calming down. It was like he didn’t want to hurt me. But when a maid came in he had no problem hitting her across the room. Now that, that scared me. She completely splattered against the wall. It was clear she died on impact from the loud crack. There was a giant spot of teal as she slid to floor.

After dinner he took me back to the room where I proceeded to slam the door in in his face the first chance I could. At first I didn’t like him but now, now he terrified me. I shivered as I went back to the couch. I couldn’t even sleep I was so shaken up. I had seen deaths happen in front of me. But they had never been as terrifying as that. Why? Because when he hit her it looked like he was flicking a bug away. And I was technically a prisoner to that man. A man who did not like low bloods. And I, was probably as low as you could get.  
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GHB POV
I sighed as she slammed the door. I motherfucking scared her. Seriously how did people motherfucking do this? I walked back to my throne room to see the last person I wanted to at the moment. It was the motherfucking Condesce. “WHY ARE YOU HERE MOTHERFUCKER!?” I wasn’t in the mood to deal with her shit right now. “well, well, well, it seems that you’re having trouble with your ‘miracle’ right?” All I did was glare. I just wanted her to motherfucking leave so I could get some sleep. “Want some advice?” That caught my attention. Why would she help me when she didn’t like my matesprit?
“WHY THE MOTHERFUCK WOULD YOU DO THAT!?” Her eye twitched at my yelling. “Look if you want her to like you, you have to be romantic not violent. Sea it’s simple.” With that she turned on her heel and walked out the door. Good I don’t need her motherfucking obvious advice. I just want some sleep. The damned suns going to rise soon.
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CONDESCE POV
Seriously that man can be so glubbin’ boring sometimes. But still I couldn’t help but crack a smirk at my amazing plan. Not only do I have a chance to get rid of that freak, I got him to start culling more low bloods again when she ‘disappeared’. Of course I knew the truth of what really happened. It was really simple slipping her the potion I got. It was so annoying to get because of the troll that made them. He still makes me want to cull someone.

I remember going to that crazy old troll that lived out in these awful woods. He lived in a shack. I remember having to crouch to keep my horns from hitting the ceiling. When I finally got him to stop with small talk enough for me to tell him what I wanted he looked surprised. Then a evil grin made its way onto his face.

“So you want a potion that removes someone’s memories?”