Novel & Cerita A Maid Was More Of A Calling Than A Princess

Her Abuelo asked for clarification. “No, it's solely mine. I built it from the scratch." He answered like a father proud of his baby. “That's so remarkable. So how come it's your maid you want and no one else." He asked again. “She's an amazing woman, kind-hearted and strong-headed and I think I'm head over heels in love with her. But dad doesn't approve because she's a maid, he wants me to marry someone of my status. The fun part is he has nothing to threaten me with except disowning me and I can deal with that." He explained.

the other Princess corrected helping the maid up but she seems to find it difficult to stand on her feet “All maids are nothing but a low life who has to serve all their lives and carry out tasks till they are worn out” “I think you have a bad orientation about who a maid is Princess” The Princesses all turned to the left direction to Prince Michael walking towards them, all except Claire look happy seeing him as they are sure he’s going to be on their side, everyone in Silverbell knows what the Prince hates the most ‘Treating servants as nothing but low lives’ “Did you do this?” he asked gazing at the maid and then back at her

"I'm old enough to have one. And, I'm a prince, I shouldn't be doing every thing on my own." "You will have one, but not a maid." She said, "I don't understand." "Maids don't serve masters, servants do. Maids are only meant for the queen and the princess, understood? So don't worry, I'll send in your new servant after you must have summarized the book." She said,

"Oh I'm sorry, I'm just desperate. Besides this is a win-win situation for us" "Shhh, just get the maid uniform and follow me to the servants hall." She turned and left ahead of me "Thanks Calliope, you are the best. Can I just bring my whole luggage?" "Ofcourse, I'm always ready." Her eyes rolled, then continued to walk away from me. Later, we were in her room in the servants hall where I already transformed myself to a middle aged woman "What do you think, do I look like am in my forties now?"

She asked, looking down at me. She smiled conspiratorially and beckoned on a maid who stepped forward with an arrogant smile on her face. "Without the emperor's blessing, you're a mere concubine, which means that the princess is ranked higher than you are. The generals and other officials are also ranked higher, and reserve the right to punish you in the case of a major crime. And right now, you're standing here, not as the king's woman but as a criminal. A traitor with dubious intentions who must be killed for the peace and stability of the government. Your powerful father can't save you from this. No one can save you right now, " the maid explained with a smooth smile, staring at me condes

The big scar that starts from the side of her head to the top of her brows always does it job to make her look as menacing as that of a predator. Sometimes, I wonder if that's why the maids aren't allowed to look at her and if she's the one who made the rules. I gulped hard, wanting nothing but to look down and away from her but that would only earn me a severe punishment. So I just stared into her eyes. She stared back, hard. "As always, I've come to check if you still know your place and where you stand in this pack. You are a maid. Nothing more. A maid who only got lucky to be born on the same day as the princess."

This was the first time that he had been greeted by a maid instead of a burly general with a mace who looked unamused when he admitted that he had wronged the princess and was trying to make amends. This was the princess whose rise in notoriety had every servant bowing in front of her door like she was some goddess in residence instead of a human being. The servants too who came from within were always very miffed at lower servants who were trying to get a glimpse of their madam. The whole air was distinctly to repell all the officials from trying to gain the sympathies of the newly exhaulted madam within who would gain them quite a foot in the Jungpi court. Many officials had come by wit

She stared back at Theresa. “Please my mother is waiting for treatment,” the maid continued softly. “You promised me freedom and wealth after everything is done.” Theresa leaned back slowly. Then gave a faint smile. “Interesting, you did a great job.” Theresa stood up slowly and walked toward the maid. “And your tongue? Will it remain as obedient outside this palace as it was inside?” Fear instantly crossed the maid’s face. “My lady, I would never speak of this anywhere.” “You better not!” Theresa’s voice became colder.

“Miss, it’s time for dinner.” “Hmmm… I’m not hungry, thank you,” Alina replied. She had eaten a lot earlier and wasn’t ready for more food. “Okay, Miss,” the maid said, bowing slightly before walking away. Alina wanted to tell her not to bow. She wasn’t used to it; it was something she had only ever seen in TV dramas where maids bowed to princesses. Thinking about princesses reminded her of Sleeping Beauty, the princess who slept for years until true love woke her up. What if fate twisted things, and the only way for her to live longer was through true love?

The maids stared at her like she had gone insane before realization crept on one of their faces and the maid gasped. “You must be the King's slave!” Adriana grimaced but she nodded. “Yes, that's me. The King's slave.” She said curtly and the other maids gasped too and bowed their heads immediately taking Adriana off guard. “What are you all doing?” They raised their head. “Being the King's slave is an honor and you are the King's slave, meaning you are high above all other slaves and maids here.” Adriana was struck by her words. “High above?”