*Eleanor's POV* I heaved a sigh of relief as I walked into the empty kitchen. I leaned on one of the kitchen cabinets to catch my breath. Today has really been hectic, we have been cooking different kinds of meals. Why? According to what I heard, this lord Elliot happens to be a very powerful person and is very hard to please. The maids wouldn't stop gossiping about him, and I've been thinking if he's that hard to please, why are they wasting their time preparing a surprise party for him. Well the worst part is, nobody's attending the party aside from the king and his family. So why are they cooking all the kinds of meals I've never heard of before, talk less of eating them. I doubt they are going to finish it. Madam Helen rushed into the kitchen and literally dragged me out rushing her words. "He's here! He's here! We all have to assemble to welcome him, c'mon hurry!!" I almost rolled my eyes. We got outside the castle and I sighted Gwen looking around, probably searchi
*Eleanor's POV* I walked into the castle to assist other servants to clean the palace. I can say it again that yesterday was another worst day of my life. After the prince ordered me to get dressed, I went to my room and got dressed in another of my slave wears, which was neater and did not stink of sweat like the one I had on. I still wonder how I'm still alive today because yesterday my heart was pounding hard like it wanted to break out of its ribcage, and the deadly look the Queen was giving me did not help matters at all. I can't say the Royal family is one interesting family because the so-called 'party' or 'dinner' they were having went in total silence. Only the King and his brother were making small talks. It was just once Prince Luciano spoke, which was when his uncle 'Lord Elliot' was trying to be a good uncle and asked Luciano how he had been, he was like "Luciano! It's been so long since I last saw you, you've grown into a big man now." And Luciano's reply went
*Eleanor's POV* I woke up to the slight tapping on my arm and somebody calling my name. I groaned inaudibly under my breath tossing around on the floor. "Wake up Eleanor, you have a lot of work to do at the palace, remember?" I forced my eyelids open and looked through the small window. "C'mon Gwen, it's not sunrise yet." I shut my eyes, ready to drift off to sleep again. SMACK!! "Ow!!!" I yelped in surprise, jerking up off the ground and rubbed my head soothingly, trying to ease the pain. "What was that for?" I asked, scrunching my face in annoyance. "Well, that's a clear reminder that the Queen hates you." she replied, folding her hands under her breast with her brows arched. "Why would she ha--" I trailed off when I remembered the order from the Queen yesterday. "Oh dear gods of Narva, why me??" I grumbled wanting to rest my head on the wall but accidentally smacked it a little hard. "Ouch!!!!" I yelped moving away from the wall. Gwen stood up from the ground with hand
*Eleanor's POV**Two weeks later*I walked deeper into the bush, my vision a little blurry, my legs wobbling slightly but managed to keep going. I used my hands to angrily wipe the tears off my face. My body swayed slightly unable to keep steady. I walked further into the bush and finally arrived at my destination, a small river with rocks around it.I walked to a big rock and sat on it sniffing lightly. I was mad, crazy, deranged, anything just name it, so I had to stay away from the castle. I know this is a big risk, especially for a 'slave' like me, but at this moment I don't care.
"I would rather not say uncle" Luciano turned to fully face Elliot, his face clearly mirroring displeasure. Elliot walked into the balcony towards the railings ignoring the look on his face. "Why are you here?" Luciano asks, staring at the disturbance right in front of him. "Is it too bad to see my nephew?" Elliot replies questioningly staring at the garden. Luciano scoffs tilting his head to the side. "Very bad when that nephew doesn't wants to see you." Elliot chuckles humourlessly not saying a word. "Found a bride yet." He asks raising an eyebrow at Luciano. "That's not your business to know." Luciano scpffs angrily. He doesn't understand what this man wants, can't he just accept the fact that he never likes him and would never
"Brother," Elliot called walking into the throne room just after Axel had dismissed the council. Axel turned his head to see Elliot walking into the throne room. Elliot stopped a few meters from the stairs leading to the throne seat and bowed his head in courtesy. "Elliot." Axel said in acknowledgement after the council had gone leaving the room empty with just the both of them in it and two guards standing at the door. "How did the meeting go?" Elliot asked with concern lacing in his voice. "You don't look so good." "The crops aren't producing well, all the money spent on the farm is going down the drain." Axel explained rubbing his temple. "Aside that, I'm okay."
*Gwen's POV* I heaved out a heavy sign for the umpteenth time, arranging the dishes into the tray. I was appointed today to serve Prince Nikolai his meal. I let out another sign, resting my hands on the cabinet, you must be wondering why I'm distressed. Eleanor, I'm worried about her. I haven't seen her since the incident yesterday. She must be feeling really down right now. I'm sure that bastard would be happy right now, he has sure been looking for a way to get back at us. This is the time Eleanor needs me but that stupid Griffin is yet to release her. Damn the Queen for making her suffer this much. I let out another restless sign shaking my head slightly. I felt a palm on my shoulder and turned to see Madam Helen behind me with a comforting smile on her face. "Don't worry mu
I dropped the clothes into the wardrobe and walked out of the maids quarter feeling their eyes piercing my skin. I breathed out a depressed sign walking into the lonely hallway.I opened the door to the store room and stepped inside closing the door behind me. I slumped on the floor resting my back on the door.I pulled my knees to my chest, hugged it gently and rested my head on my knees, sobbing quietly.I don't deserve this, do I?I was only trying to help, hell! She would fallen face flat on the ground if I hadn't helped her. Even her maids couldn't do anything to help her. Why can't she be appreciative for once?All I did was help her, I never tried to hurt her and this is what I get? This is what I get for trying to be helpful.I hugged my knees tighter and wept. I felt my heart quenching tight in pain, I ga