Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

#Chapter 11 Your maid has to come

“No, of course not!” Doris quickly explained. “I was just thinking of what’s best for your own good, my lady.”

Despite her own harsh feelings towards Melody, Doris didn’t want the girl to make a fool out of herself. She risked losing his affections entirely if she made the wrong choice and bribed his valet. It wasn’t like Prince William would ignore her forever, he wasn’t the type of man to make brash decisions. He named Melody his lady—he had his own plans for what he was doing. Melody just needed to be patient.

“Have you so quickly forgotten you’re nothing more than my maid?” Melody’s voice lowered into something almost threatening. “You do everything I tell you to do without questioning me or my reasons. That is all you exist for. You know how much harder I can make it for you if you don’t.”

Doris’s lips parted, but no words formed. Melody lifted her chin—daring Doris to say something back.

“That’s what I thought. Go and stop wasting my time.” Melody dismissed her with a wave of her hand as if she were nothing more than a fly that wouldn’t leave her alone.

“Yes, my lady.” Doris curtsied before she turned to leave to find Peter.

It didn’t take long, she caught Prince William’s Valet in the garden speaking with another maid. Their laughs greeted her long before she ever saw either of them, Doris stayed out of sight and waited for the other maid to leave before she would approach him.

“Thank you for your help,” the maid spoke softly, she slipped a small box out from her apron and handed it to him.

sight of it, he immediately looked inside before he slipped it into

brightened before she left. Doris slipped the bag of coins into her pocket before his eyes caught

arms with a smile and walked towards Doris as

him to get bribes from the maids that wanted Prince William’s attention. It made Doris sick

flash across

on his own and it would be worth the wait for Melody. Perhaps he had his own reasons for delaying it, but

snorted and turned away. “We’ll

days, Doris swore to herself. She’d wait three days before she brought the gold to Peter and did it Melody’s way. She could wait three more

and Prince William, much to Doris’s surprise. Melody’s mood had only gotten worse towards everyone, but mostly towards her own lady’s maid. When she wasn’t screaming at Doris, she

had to

door to find Prince William’s footman standing on the other side.

Melody shot up from her chair and almost tripped over herself to get to her closet. Doris swallowed the lump in her throat and quietly closed the door after the man stepped out before she leaned back against the wooden surface. Something inside her didn’t feel right when she heard his official invitation. This entire time Doris had only hoped it would come for Melody so she would quit being in such a sour mood. But now that she’d gotten it… Doris felt off. It wasn’t jealousy, it couldn’t be. She just didn’t feel happy about it, perhaps she was just worried about how it will all turn out. What if

doing just standing there? Come help me!”

extra careful not to ruin anything she did. When she was finished, Doris stepped back to look at her in the mirror next to Melody. She looked… absolutely beautiful. Almost like a princess. Doris looked pale and tired in comparison, she lowered her head

as she stood and hurried to the door. Prince William’s footman started to follow Melody to the prince before he paused.

at his words. There was no