Unseelie Girlfriend: Melisande (special preview)

The Orc stands aside and opens the door for you. You struggle to get an answer from her, but she pulls you inside anyways. Once the door closes, you feel you’ve made a horrible error in judgement.

You turn, seeing you’re in an all green room where there is a massive, grand fireplace at the back. There are many Unseelie congregated about the room, most of them dressed in slinky, revealing clothing. There are several other creatures walking about, dressed in green uniforms, who are handing out drinks and food. 

“Seems rather...calm,” you murmur.

“This is just the first room,” Talida chuckles. “Nothing more than a glorified reading nook.” She takes you aside to a room that is filled to the brim with clothes. “Now, let’s get you changed.”

“Changed? For what?” You scoff.

“You don’t want to be in your stuffy work clothes all night do you?” Talida starts undressing and she pulls down a dress from one of the racks. “Find yourself something.”

Yous cowl a bit, but agree you don’t want to be wearing the same clothes all night. You search around the closet, finding nothing but black clothes in all manners of revealing. Eventually you pick out a turtleneck dress with the back completely cut out. You’re fine showing off your back and legs. You look for shoes but Talida explains everyone goes barefoot, and if need be, fuzzy slippers are provided. 

You walk out of the closet and suddenly feel as if all eyes are on your back. You feel more exposed than if you had simply worn the dress with the boob window. You try to keep close with Talida, but as the night wears on, she seems to want to lose you. You keep track that your pin is still in place, terrified of losing it. 

You find yourself alone at one point, Talida is nowhere to be found and you have left one of the many party rooms in hopes of finding her. Eventually, you come to an open door in the hallway, from inside her hear banter and laughter. You open the door and peer inside where you see only Unseelie. You recognize a couple of them as being the orchestrators of the Unseelie joining modern life. One of them is even the owner of the Miss Fortune. 

They turn and look at you so that you feel trapped by their eyes. You open your mouth to speak but nothing will come from your lips.

“My, my, a visitor,” a smoky voice cuts through the silence. “Why don’t you come in and introduce yourself?”

You look into the room and see an Unseelie woman sitting in a leather armchair. She’s beautiful and frightening all at the same time. Her milky white skin has a pearly sheen to it, and her white hair is cropped short and styled into a swirl at her forehead. Her black eyes study you closely before she stretches out her hand. The black nails are cut short and one finger is covered by black armor. Her frame is thin and she has exceptionally long legs, but the suit she’s wearing is perfectly tailored to her body. Under the blazer she’s wearing a corset and

The rest of the room seems to hold its breath as she speaks to you. As she wags her fingers, you step inside and the bodies part like the Red Sea.  As you step before her, she pats her lap.

“Have a seat with me,” she purrs.

There is a lump in your throat as your nerves come to a head. You feel like taking such an offer would lead to drastic repercussions, but telling her no would feel like a sin on it’s own. You step towards her, taking the offer of sitting in her lap.

The entire world is still, waiting to see what happens from such an act. The Unseelie smiles and runs her fingers down your bare back along your spine. The feeling is surprising, you do not dislike it, merely the reaction your body has to such a touch. Your cheeks grow red as you become aroused from the affection.

“And where do you come from?” She asks. She glances at your pin. “Is this your first time visiting the Head Office?”

You gulps and look into her eyes. “I work for the Miss Fortune,” you murmur. “I’m one of the legal team there. I work with Talida, she brought me here.”

The Unseelie woman grins. “Ah, Talida, devious thing isn’t she?” Her fingers run up your spine again and you feel dizzy. She then snaps her fingers. “Bring me and my new friend a drink,” she says.

The room seems abuzz with this, surprised and yet pleased with this new entertainment. The Unseelie woman tilts her head as she looks at you, her long white lashes lowering as her fingers trail on your exposed skin. 

“Do you know who I am, pretty thing?” She purrs.

You shake your head. “I’m sorry, but I’m afraid I have no clue.”

“Quite alright.” She reaches out, taking a flute of sparkling champagne and placing it in your hands before taking her own. “I usually don’t like the limelight.” She watches closely as you take a sip. “I’m Melisande.”

You choke as you want to spit but now if you spit now you’ll offend the most powerful person in the room, quite possibly the world. Melisande was an Unseelie Queen and the one who owns all the businesses the Unseelies have opened.

“Ring a bell?” Melisande purrs. 

“I’m sorry,” you gasp. “I had no idea! I was trying to find Talida and I just-”

Melisande taps her finger to your lips and shushes you. “Relax,” she chuckles. “You’re with me now, no need to worry about Talida and her flights of fancy. From now on, I will take care of you.”

You shiver as though some sort of sentence has been passed over you, but at the same time, Melisande is beautiful and dreamy. Her touch ignites sparks in you that awaken a secret passion that is growing.

“Are you sure?” You asks timidly.