Romans & histoires Being A Maid Is Better Than Being A Princess

She then grabbed me by the arm and dragged me towards the dining room, "We need to eat our breakfast now before proceeding to our other duties. And since the arrival of the prince is always in the evening, we can just slack off and talk all day!" "Who said that you can just slack off all day? We are being paid here, to work, not to slack off like a princess," said Miss Olivia to her which made Mayang pout. I laughed as I took my cutlery and started eating too, "Wow! These all look delicious! Did you cook it by yourselves?" "No, the royal chefs are cooking our food for us. That's why being a maid here is like somehow living the life of a royal, we get to also eat the foods that they eat and s

"Did I ever tell you I've been a maid for more than half of my life? I worked under Don Ernest, Don Pablo's father, and when he died, he decided to retain me because I was good at my job." "That's good for you—" "A few years later, I was made head maid because of my diligence and hard work. Something these youngsters don't have today. They want quick promotion and raises, but they aren't ready to service and learn. What a shame." She shook her. "Yes, what a shame. Now about the plan—" "Being a maid isn't quite as easy as people think. It's not just mopping floors and wiping windows. It's also an art of stealth, the ability to work invisibly like a ghost. That's why you don't notice us even w

She knew that they were an essential part of the pack's success, and she was grateful for their dedication and hard work. As sonia finished her cleaning duties and prepared to leave the princess's apartment, Princess Milly couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and inspiration. She knew that the maidens were not just servants, but warriors in their own right, and she felt privileged to be a part of such a strong and resilient pack.

The water blocked off any sound from outside and left me with my loud thoughts. I had almost called out to my maids to come help bathe me as I was too weak to do so, but then I remembered that my princess status had been revoked, and so at the same time, the privilege with it. I was not entitled to any maids as I was a maid myself. The irony of it… From the Princess of Winchester to a palace maid- Ridiculous! I can't wait for the day I keep to my words and drive a dagger through his black heart.

The maid stated not looking at here squarely in the eyes and swallowed a lump down her throat when she noticed the princess had the button of her top loosen and guessed she was about stripping or maybe wearing her dress. "Uhm…" she shook her head. "I'll just go with Fagita and buffalo chicken wings." "Yes, My princess." The maid replied and made to leave when Princess Carlotta stopped her. "Uhm," she cleared her throat. "Are you busy?" "Pardon? The maid raised her eyebrows with Princess Carlotta waiting for a reply. "No, My Princess." It's rude for maids to reject superiors and so who is she to reject a princess as it does not even matter if the maid is the older one.

A complete absurdity! They were two women, and they were five huge men, is that unfair? Yes, I know. Cowardly? Also, I needed to do it, it would be simpler and quicker, cleaner, and leave fewer traces, so that's how it happened, they'd soon get over it, everyone has been mugged once in their life and gotten over it, except the little princess and queen of Ridgewood, but at least now they knew what the experience was like not being able to feel pity, maybe a little at seeing her mother unbalance and fall, but it was part of the process.

I asked as Adaure rolled her eyes without saying a word. The news of the maid selection was the topic of interest at the tap as many maidens were already bragging of being one of the Royal palace maid, I mean who couldn't dream of such a respected job since Royal servants literally act like royals and are previledged to eat, bath and enjoy conducive environment like the Royal family, some Royal servants even goes to the extent of sending Royal food remnants to their families and these foods looks far better than what the villagers feed on, their families are always the first to gain from any gift from the king.

At Least a maid would have a share of her meal after she cooks and have a period where she would be off duty to take care of herself. But not her. She stays in the tiniest room in the house and sleeps on a narrow bed that gives her no space to turn easily on her side when sleeping, otherwise, she would fall off. She's the eldest but Emma lives more comfortably and satisfied than her. She does the entire chores in the house while Emma remains on the couch, and stays chatting and commenting on the latest events on social media. The real daughter they treated like a princess was not her but Emma. She's the maid and Emma is the princess, more domineering than the fairy tale princesses.

The woman was clearly dressed as a maid, but she was indeed a bold and confident maid. There was a saying that being a maid for a wealthy family had more power, status, wealth and rights to speak than a small boss or manager who opened a tiny stall. Sabrina had just watched a periodic drama not long ago. In the drama, there was a prince who was the King’s brother. When the prince met a minister who had power in the palace, the minister did not greet the prince, and it was the prince who gave way for the minister to pass through. The prince's little follower was angry and muttered to the prince, “You are a prince. Therefore, he should have given way to you and greeted you with a bow.”

Becca had to be wrong about her being his mate because no sane man should treat his mate like that when she is not some animal. "If she was he's maid, I guess it would have being more tolerable," Becca sighed, adding finishing touches to the make-up on my face as I stared at her reflection in the mirror in confusion. I pretty much didn't understand what she meant by her being better off as his maid not mate. Isn't a mate of more prestige than a maid? "I guess the question in your mind would be, how is being his maid better off?" Becca said, reading my mind and I nodded.