Chapter 21 Milady Novels & Stories

55 Come Emily’s POV “Don’t even start.” I glaringly look at Arthur. He seem to be enjoying this but I don’t I hate that I have to speak up like that, isn’t that suppose to be common sense? And how can a person be like that? I’m not even like that when I was being a mistress to Arthur but no, she’s not a mistress and I surely hope she won’t be because I don’t know what I will do if she will be.

It hurts me so much not knowing how she is. I took a deep breath. The moment I finished reading this letter, a sharp decision struck my head. “Menitto, I want you to look after Roschal alongside with Angie.” "What do you mean by that, Milady?" “I… will go to Rohan. I need to do something.” ***____***

she said to him lowering her hands to his chest, she knew men like them always wanted to record things for future blackmail. “Behind my collar” he responded weakly to her in dire need of her, she had turned him on with how he was playing with him and gawking at him like she would devour him with pleasure. She moved her hand towards his collar and was able to find it she took it and bit it breaking it and throwing it away before she pulled off his tie and began to unbutton his shirt. “How do you like it, Mathew?” she asked looking directly into his eyes. “I like it when you dominate” he whispered back longing for her to kiss him but she was luring him into an uncontrollable desire for him as

“What if word goes out again, and they spread it that I'm visiting the pack sorcerer for the second time in a month?” “Talon will surely be here again and maybe get my head beheaded. But secrecy must upheld, and it must not get out that I'm meeting with the pack sorcerer again. My mind went back to a maid that was presumptioned to me last week but I didn't give her any face or something. Now, I need her help. It was as if heaven sent her a message that I needed her instantly. She walked through the door and kindly bowed to me. “Good morning, Milady. You've been unconscious since last night. The Alpha brought you back in last night. I'm here to check you up.” She said competently.

Gladly I was able to survive the steel dagger to the heart. I knocked at Mildred's door, hoping she was around for me to talk to her. Immediately, I heard the sound of her voice; I was glad that my mission today would not be in vain. The door opened to a beaming Mildred in a pink flowered dress. Her pink attire is in contrast to what I know her for. Her hair was beautifully adorned with flowers. I was surprised to see her all dressed up. "You look better today. How are you feeling, Mira?"

Even if he owns the whole world, I still don’t care. "I'm still not interested," I raised an eyebrow. “Oh, is that so? Then, I’ll find a way to make you interested in me, Milady.” He leaned in closer to me and whispered those words into my eara, making my breathing hitch. Just what the hell happened? “Oh, my God! Hello? Seriously, what am I here, a display? Stop flirting in front of me, Goodness! Have some respect!” Camille exclaimed exaggeratedly, making us turn to her.

The most well-known quotes from the rulers or nobility of this empire can be found, as they say, "behind the curtain." A violet-haired maid with freckles says, "Milady, I'm sorry for unexpectedly coming toward your chamber, but I think you must hear this." She is Linia, one of the household's servants, and I consider her to be a friend. I already know what Linia will say even if I don't ask. To her face, everything has already been written. She had a troubled look. Her whole body is shaking. She offers me the letter while trembling since she is unable to even look me in the eye. "Milady, here is the letter from his highness, the crown prince, y-your fiancé," she says. Instead of the letter t

I inhaled and exhaled slowly to steady my nerves before taking quick strides to the door. “Only you. I don't want to see anyone else.” I said loudly as I leaned against the door and waited for a reply. A hush had fallen over everyone on the other side of the door, a few seconds later, I heard the shuffling of feet as footsteps receded down the hall. A short silence ensued then Aisling cleared her throat. “I'm alone Milady.” She announced and waited for a response. “Stop calling me that.” I retorted and held the door open.

＊ This chapter is dedicated to Rhonda. Thanks for voting!＊ ＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊ VAL My hope was soon depleted into zero the next day when I returned to the mansion and a new maid that I wasn’t familiar with had come into my room in the morning. “Good morning, Milady,” she greeted me. She looked a little surprised to see me already wide awake and sitting on my bed. I couldn’t sleep last night as I couldn’t wait to be alone with Quinn. The only time we’d be alone was in the morning.

She welcomed his ‘kindness’. Then, a beautiful dress was on her body the second after she touched the tip of his finger. The water in the bathtub had disappeared into the drain hole. “Looks like someone can’t wait to meet you,” he said as they came out of the bathroom. She looked at the large window on the right, showing the sky that had turned reddish. She touched her dress pocket. The dagger was still there, waiting for her to use it. “I hope you enjoy that short time of yours with your family, Milady.”