His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Chapter 9

Abbie and I were escorted to areas where we were supposed to work. The woman whose job I took did not look happy as Clarice opened the doors to the King’s quarters. I groaned as I looked back down at the stairs I had just walked up. It would s**k because I knew I was expected to cart cleaning supplies up to this floor every day.

“Are you coming?” Clarice asked. I nodded and chased after her down the long wide corridor.

“Did he explain why? Did I do something wrong? I just don’t understand why he would move me to the kitchens; I can’t even cook,” shrieked the woman whose name was Ester.

I thought she was around the King’s age, but I wasn’t exactly sure how old the King was since Lycans were immortal. But he appeared to be in his late twenties or early thirties. Ester clearly was unhappy about being transferred to the kitchens and still refused to leave even after Clarice had dismissed her multiple times. Her maid’s outfit was a little too tight, showing off every curve of her body, her long tan legs on display under the shortened dress.

“Ester, it is out of my hands; the King specifically asked for Ivy to be placed in his quarters and asked for you to be removed. Take it up with the King if you don’t like the decision,” Clarice snapped at her.

“What the f**k does he see in her anyway. What are you like, twelve?” She shrieked before she shoved a broom at me and made me take a step back. Her green eyes glared at me before she tossed her blonde curly hair over her shoulder and looked me up and down with disgust with a sneer plastered on her face.

“Ester leave, or I will have you escorted by the guards,” Clarice warned her.

is bullcrap, and you know it. Oh well, the King will get bored with his new plaything anyway,” she said. She shoved past me and stalked off down the corridor to the

in his bed once, and now she thinks she owns him. She will get over it. The

exactly where it was. So if dusting, make sure you remember what and where you moved things. The King also likes his meals at certain times. If he is not here, you wait a bit

at least five rooms that I could see off this corridor. It would be like

king spend much time in his quarters?” I asked nervously, wondering how much time

to meetings or in

never go in this room, understood? The girl before Ester broke that rule, and she- never mind what happened to her. But you must never go in unless he asks,” she says. Ok, one less room to clean,

are to open the drapes and let the light in. Usually, seven am is when he likes to get up. The bathroom is through there; make sure everything is stocked and fresh. The King has a love for reading, so make sure the books remain in order unless

know what order they go in? I couldn’t read. Abbie and I weren’t allowed that luxury and even reading to the kids back home. We would just look

could tell were going to be a nightmare. There

shelves next to a large lamp, and I guessed that was where he spent most

sat in the middle of the room, a bathroom off the side. Huge heavy maroon drapes covered the windows making the room darker. There was also a dresser with a mirror and two bedside tables. It appeared the only personal touches were his books except for one picture, which sat on the bedside table of a woman and the King. His arms wrapped around her shoulders. He looked younger

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