Chapter 143 Feelings for a sick man

Doris knocked hesitantly. Two guards eyed her as she approached his room, but said nothing. She wasn’t sure if they recognized her or not-she wasn’t even in her uniform yet. It was exhausting to even consider having to step back into her old role. Would they put her at the library? Perhaps she should talk to William about it when he felt better.

William didn’t respond when she knocked again, louder this time. If his guards weren’t at the door, she would have thought he wasn’t inside.

“Will – Prince William? It’s Doris.” She said through the door. Her cheeks reddened when his guards gave her another strange look when she almost called him William. A bit of shuffling came through on the other side before the door was pulled open. He looked disheveled and his room was a mess as if he had thrown everything around inside.

“You should go, I’m not in the mood.” He grumbled. Doris had to fight the itch to brush his messy hair out of his eyes. “I want to be alone.”

“Are you okay? I can go prepare something for you, or if you’d like some tea-”

“Don’t do that. Stop acting like you have to serve me every second of the day.” He gripped her arm and yanked her inside before he slammed the door.

She stumbled in and straightened herself with a breath. “I was just trying to help—”

“It doesn’t help. I don’t want you to act like my maid right now!” He shouted and kicked a fallen pot out of his way. It shattered into a million pieces. “And don’t you fucking dare offer to clean this room.”

“Prince William, I’m not trying to—“

William stopped where he was and turned to face her slowly. “Say that again.”

“I’m not trying to,“

not that, the bit before it.” He stepped closer to her, she had to hold her breath for

“Prince William?”

his title.” William said bitterly. Jealousy

actually

to refer to you as a prince especially in front of

him. “I’ll tell you what I want. I

when you visit your father?” She

admitted. She softened a little. Even though she knew

He sat on the edge of the bed and put his head in his hands. She lightly placed her hand on his shoulder and sat next to him. “I saw the way he talked with you before he left. He cares a lot about you even if he won’t admit

the very idea of

and wants her son already on the throne?” William fisted his hands in his lap. “She probably wants my

to your mother.” Doris brushed his hair back. It had gotten a little longer on their journey

to damage me, he’s still my father even if he doesn’t care.” William said so quietly, she had

his closet. Doris glanced around the mess

of her wanted to hurry up and clean it all before he got back, but the other half wanted him to call another maid to do it. He was right, it would be weird for

freedom when he was ready to cut her

finery meant for a prince. A dark grey suit with gold embroidered along the hem. His hair was brushed back neatly and no longer did he have a

face.

him. I’ll shove that bitch out a window if she tries to

his perfect look to be the one she craved, but it was not the time to want him

you? I wouldn’t mind staying all night with you.” Doris

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