I Became The Maid Of The Lout Prince Novels & Stories

"I personally visited every single noble household on that list to find the woman I had danced with. One of the addresses listed a 'Lady Laura' under the House of Clinico. But when I arrived at that estate and asked for Lady Laura or the masked queen, the family looked at me like I was insane. They told me explicitly that no such noblewoman lived there—that the only Laura they ever knew was a girl who worked as a maid in their house years ago." ​I stared at him in utter disbelief. "So she has been forging her identity all along... taking the name of her former employers' house to lie to outside nobility and pretend she is highborn." ​"Precisely," Lucian said, his jaw tightening as he stared

I jumped back into the house through the window and found the prince out on the bed, still, too still, not moving no matter how hard I shook him. I didn’t know if he was dead or alive. Left with no choice, I struggled to pick him up. he was heavy, my arms felt stiff and weak. I kept looking back at the fire as it spread. Fear rose within me as I looked at the blazing fire. There was no time, I had to get out. I sat on the bed, took both of the prince’s hands and pulled him onto my back. My body screamed at his weight, I straggled to stand with him on my back, I was just a skinny maid who had just come back from the cold palace.

none of it mattered if he chose that wretch. I had to act. That night, I sought out my maid, Lira. Loyal, stupid Lira, who thought my beauty was a blessing from the Goddess herself. She flinched when I spoke. She always did. “You will help me,” I told her, pacing the length of my chamber, the skirts of my gown hissing against the marble floor. “The kingdom cannot have a slave in the prince’s bed. He is dangerous. Treacherous and if he is not stopped, he will cost us all.”

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.

My heart pounds as I raise my hand and knock softly. “Come in,” he calls, his voice smooth but a little strained, like honey with a hint of poison. I push the door open, and my breath catches in my throat. The room is dimly lit, shadows pooling in the corners, but the sight before me is a jarring shock that steals the air from my lungs. He’s there, the Prince, powerful and commanding, but it’s not the regal image I expected. He’s fucking a maid, bent over the table, her cries mingling with the rhythm of their bodies.

the pretty maids asked again "do you want it warm, hot or cold and what kind of fragrance do you like" I looked from the first maid's face to the second's wondering what the difference between the three of us could be. They were even better looking than I was and I still didn't understand why they were referring to me as their highness. I was just a slave who was lucky to have been saved by the Prince,I didn't even know whether I would have to return to my old pack or find my own way in the world. "Or would you like to have your breakfast before taking a bath"

When he left, he maids couldn't help but gossip among themselves. "Who is that girl that the prince takes so much care of her? She even stays in his quarters." One maid asked. "Yes. She's even a human." The second maid said. "Human?" The first maid asked. "Of course. I believe she is his mistress. She is so lucky. Even the prince's former bride to be didn't get to be treated as such." The second maid said. "I heard she was a slave, and the prince bought her." A third maid chimed in. "She even had fights with Rebecca."

The girl behind him seemed to be familiar. Lillianna was dressed in a gorgeous dress, holding his arm. The crowd flattered them, and they were at such a high place that I could never touch. I hastily bowed my head to apologize. In front of my eyes appeared to be her fine-heeled shoes inset with diamonds. "Look, who is she? A miserable poor girl. She smells stinky." Lillianna covered her nose in disgust and laughed gaily. I was silent, hanging my head and backing away.

Liz held her hand and drag her backwards but it got ivy even more angry. "Is there any reason why you don't want to be the Prince's maid?" Liz, turned towards Eve and asked softly. But before Eve could say anything, ivy said. "Are you kidding me, how can you ask her such question? Can't you see this was all her plan to become the Prince's special maid." She shouted at Liz. "Ivy, just stop." Eva said, trying to stop her because all other maids were already staring at them and whispering things to themselves.

"Now what?" "You will go to the prince and make him happy" "Come with me," One of the maids said and I followed her. Two other maids trailed her from behind as we walked to the prince's room. When we got to the door, they stepped aside and urged me to go in. After taking some deep breaths, I knock. "It's me, Hattie," I said. The energy from my voice had all drained as my hands trembled beside me. "Come in" I heard his voice and swallowed hard. I turned to look at the maids who gave me a head nod. No matter how hard they tried to conceal it, I didn't fail to notice the terror in their eyes.