From Maid To Queen Novels & Stories

Thalia was cut short by the sound of someone knocking on the door. “Come in.” I invited the person in. The door was pushed open revealing a middle aged maid “Good Morning Milady. My name is Eadmon, I am the queen's personal maid. I was sent to call you to her outer chambers to start the training.” She introduced. “I believe in you.” I whispered into her ears. Thalia stood and made her way to the door, while I followed her closely behind. “Your maid won't be coming with us. That is the order from the queen.” Eadmon said.

The aroma of whatever he made filled my nostrils as I stood in the kitchen and waited for him to acknowledge my presence. “It’s not even morning, Homer,” he grumbled and then faced the stove to continue. A young woman came into the kitchen holding a bucket and mop and wearing a maid uniform. “Stella, could you also mop the office?” Dominic softened his voice when he spoke to the random woman “Okay, sir.” she nodded and walked away. “Stella is also a maid. She has been a maid for a very long time now, and she does a very good job.” Dominic said, “Don’t make me pick her over you.” he continued in a lower voice.

Nothing changes. Not the way he treats me. Not the way others see me. Even the maids whisper. Their voices low But not low enough. I hear them. I always do. I sit on the edge of my bed. My thoughts drift back to the Queen Mother. Worry settles in my chest. She is the only one who treats me with genuine kindness. Her And Queen Viola. Everyone else Feels distant. Cold. Or dangerous. The night stretches on. Quiet. Still. Peaceful on the surface.

"Heh, are you afraid that I will steal your husband? I just came to send an invitation but you are accusing me of being a thief and a bitch who will steal him." "I didn't think that you would steal my husband, all I could think of was that you would flirt with him. I never mentioned anything about stealing, but you said it yourself, so that is indeed your intention..." I smirk as I look at her. “If she refuses to leave, call the guards to throw her away!” I ordered the maid before I turned around to leave. I even saw the maid approach her and escorted her out of the mansion before I could finally climb the stairs.

the maid said with her head lowered to the ground as she entered. “Have you sight the lantern of the king?” Nneka asked, hoping the maid has sighted it. “No, your Highness I haven't”, the maid said politely as much as possible. She wanted to avoid provoking the queen. The maid knew the king won't be coming into her chamber since everyone knew the king only touch Concubine Xena. “Okay, there is no problem, you can go back to your duty post,” Nneka said, and the maid exited her chamber after she bowed her head to queen Nneka.

After the maids give each other confused looks, they finally step inside and help me prepare for my first day as Queen. My first day as a queen with an unstable mind.

As I hurried on to my room,once I got there the maid dropped the tray and made her way out but, before that she made sure to refill the drink water and excused herself , by that time my child was now sleeping soundly . I quietly ate my food and left the tray there for the maid to come pack it but, I was surprised to see the queen at the door staring right at me ," is that child truly my son's?" ,She asked me and I shook my head in response to that . She came closer with her maid right behind her , then she faced the maid . Leave us for a minute ,as the maid bows and left the room with the empty tray as to while away time and then probably gossip about the queen and I.

Head Maid) Don't be silly child, I watched from the very first day you stepped into this house. You my child are a very hard worker, you help others, trust me was I impressed. You Lillian deserve to rest, you have overworked yourself. So, please go to bed early, Roslyn will take care of the dinner.

someone announced from the door. "Come!" The door crept open and a maid walked in holding a golden tray, and a glass. She avoided eye contact and bowed slightly. "Drop it," I ordered in a low voice and she nodded vigorously. The glass rattled against the tray. The maid's hands shook so badly that some of the milk spilt. Luna. It was only normal that people called her Luna. I wedded her. But a queen, she doesn't deserve it. The only woman that I would ordain my queen would be someone that I love and not an object of revenge.

I’ve never wanted to make it official with anyone, well, except Adriana. Even when her stupid, incompetent father had tried to marry her off to me. There wasn’t really confirmation since the wedding never happened. And all the other episodes. We didn’t get married. She hasn’t been given an official title. Now that would change. Tonight, she’ll be the woman on my arm which everyone is curious about. And soon, she’ll be known as my wife. The Lycan queen. My queen. “Let go of me,” Adriana snaps through gritted teeth as she pulls away from my hold. Or should I say, attempt to.