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,“

that, the bit before it.” He stepped closer to her, she had to hold

“Prince William?”

me that again? You never had a problem calling Daniel his name without his title.” William said bitterly. Jealousy seeped through his tone

he actually angry with

me to refer to you as a prince especially in front of other people. I didn’t

up at him. “I’ll tell you what I want. I don’t want you to call me that

lingered on her mouth before he let her go. “Do you want me to go with you when you visit your father?” She asked after she took a moment to regain her composure. Why did his rough side always

a little. Even though she knew he was suffering, she didn’t expect

of the bed and put his head

that as if the very idea of his father caring about him

What if she caught wind of my plans and wants her son already on the throne?” William fisted his hands in his lap. “She probably wants my father to die so Martin can take

brushed his hair back. It had gotten a little longer on their journey and her stomach turned when she

father even if he doesn’t care.” William said so quietly,

went into his closet. Doris glanced around the mess of the

half wanted him to call another maid to do it. He was right, it would be

her? Or allow her freedom when he was ready to cut her loose?

head to toe in finery meant for a prince. A dark grey suit with gold embroidered along the hem. His hair was brushed back

face.

that bitch out a window if

him. Her fingers almost dared her to mess up his perfect look to be the one she craved, but it was not the time to want him to be   anything but what he wanted to

you don’t want me to accompany you? I wouldn’t mind

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