All Chapters of INNOCENT LOVE,: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

After that, I am escorted by a woman into one of the mansions. My mind is in turmoil, replaying the events that just unfolded. I follow her silently, like a zombie. We climb stone stairs, and she pushes open a door, motioning for me to enter. Once I step in, she closes it behind me.She hands me a long black dress with white decorations, white gloves, and a headpiece.“These are your duties,” she begins curtly. “Clean prince Arthur's room, change and wash his robes and bedding daily, arrange his belongings, inform him of meal times or take his meals to him if he doesn’t join the royal family. Prepare his bathwater, clean his battle attire, wake him at dawn, and keep any palace or personal secrets of his. There are more tasks, but those are the basics.”How am I supposed to remember all of that?!“Put these on and come out. I’ll show you around and explain the rules and additional duties,” she says, leaving no room for argument.Additional duties?!I change quickly and step out, findin

“So you think you came to this palace to have fun?” The guard’s voice is harsh as he looms over me, his glare sharp enough to cut through steel. “Dozing off in the flower garden and smiling in your dreams like a princess. Well, just know you’re in big trouble.”“Why?” I ask, sitting up abruptly, startled by his tone. My heart races as I wonder what I could have possibly done wrong now—I’ve already finished my work for the day.“The crowned prince wants to see you,” he announces and turns on his heel, walking away as if his message were the end of the world.“Why? I’m not his servant anymore. I was reassigned to the garden,” I reply, trailing after him, trying to make sense of this sudden summons.“I don’t know. Why don’t you find out for yourself?” he retorts, dismissing my questions with an air of indifference.With no other choice, I follow the familiar path to the mansion, climbing the grand staircases and navigating the winding hallways until I reach the prince’s chambers. The gua

After so much struggle, I finally reach the heavy metal door of his room to inform him that the evening meal is ready. The guard steps aside silently, his ever-watchful eyes following my every move.I knock. No response.I was told they returned some minutes ago, so he must be inside. But why isn’t he answering?I knock again, louder this time, but the silence remains.“Is he in?” I ask the guard who stands like a statue at his post. This one rarely speaks, though they all exchange shifts regularly.He nods, offering no further explanation.If he’s inside, why isn’t he answering? Unease churns in my stomach as I debate whether to enter. Something feels… off.Finally, I decide to open the door. The hinges creak as I step inside, my movements hesitant.He’s standing near the window, his hands clasped behind his back, staring outside toward the field where I had been earlier.“Your Highness, the evening meal is ready,” I announce, keeping my tone respectful. Despite our usual banter, I k

Three days gone, and I haven't seen Michael around the palace. Just where is he when I need him the most? He said he'd get me out of this place, so why has he disappeared all these days?I've been avoiding Prince Arthur with all my might, though it’s nearly impossible since all my duties revolve around him.Every moment around him feels like walking on a tightrope, and I’m terrified of what might happen if I slip.Right now, I’m walking toward the knights' quarters to check if Michael has returned. I’m praying so hard that tears start rolling down my cheeks. I feel helpless.Running away on my own isn’t an option—not with guards posted at every corner of this place."You again? I told you to tell me the problem you have so I can help you instead of him, but you refused," says the nosy knight I always run into when I come looking for Michael.“Lucky you… he’s back,” he adds, and my heart leaps with hope.“Where is h—” My words catch in my throat as Michael steps out of one of the door

It's been hours since Madin managed to escape the palace, and the situation is beginning to raise suspicion. The tension among the servants is palpable.Everyone knows that when Prince Arthur discovers Madin’s absence, it won’t be taken lightly.Inside his chamber, Prince Arthur is lost in thought. He hasn't summoned her since their encounter earlier in the day because he doesn't want to seem overbearing.He’s also been preoccupied, replaying the scene in his mind—the moment he kissed her. She didn’t resist. In fact, she leaned into him, closing the gap.The memory alone makes him smile like a fool. He sits on the edge of his bed, brushing his fingers over his lips, recalling the warmth of hers."She must feel something for me too," he murmurs to himself, the words soothing yet puzzling. "But why does she keep refusing to admit it?"The thought frustrates him, the smile slipping from his face. He clenches his jaw, the question plaguing his mind like a relentless storm. His musings are