Judith With Her Maidservant Novels & Stories

Kilian stepped in front of me. “She does not speak english. IShe is my new servant. Dad, you can not have her. You bought her for me!” The word hit me hard. Servant! Was he telling his dad I was his servant? Would his father take me now that the truth was out. “Lyra?” Dragan’s face turns to regrat.

"I didn't know you would insist on going into his room again today. Besides, if you hadn't insisted on making dinner for him, he wouldn't have eaten. I can't remember the last time he ate so well." I raised an eyebrow. "Well, just know that you owe me." "You think I owe you?" she asked, looking amused. "I don't have anything to give you." "You don't have to give me anything now. When I'm ready, I'll make a request from you." Judith shook her head with a smile. "You are quite something, Madam." "For now, please ask someone to bring my dinner." "Alright. Speaking of servants, Cheryl, will be serving as your personal maid. She'll assist you with whatever you need and keep you company while you'

"What's going on? Why am I the middleman?" "Mamá, save me! Mia's gonna kill me!" Joanna pleaded, clinging to her. Jazira turned to Mia, who was drenched in orange juice, her eyes blazing. "What did she do?" "She dumped juice on me!" Mia growled. Joanna stuck out her tongue, smirking. She reminded me of Luca—chaos in human form. "Joan—" Jazira started, but Joanna cut in. "Come on, Mamá, it was just fun!"

just loud enough for the word to burn. Rita stood at the top of the grand staircase, her hands gripped tightly on the railing, watching the scene unfold below. She didn’t stop them. She didn’t say a word to defend the woman who was the mother of her grandson—her step-daughter. Her silence was the ultimate permission for the staff to treat me with open contempt. In her cold, aristocratic eyes, I had committed the ultimate sin: I had made the family look messy, and for that, I was to be discarded.

Freda said, and the door snapped closed immediately. I was fascinated at the Al, Freda, and had fun as Calliope taught me how to instruct her. She could open not just doors, but windows, curtains, roof and walls. She could bring music to the whole house, and change the lights to different colors and brightness. "Always remember, Gian. All servants are not allowed to use the front door. We only use the side door. That is intended for the servants." She reminded me before we retired for the night.

Jasmine nodded her head and turned around to start preparing meal when Commander Philip again said “Ahem… I heard you was talking about Sorceress earlier… do you think it’s a Sorceress done?” “Hm… it is my assumption” Jasmine said “Ahem… Commander Philip, do you know how long is Margaret and Judith working here in army camp?” Jasmine added “Margaret, she is working here from last one year, we found her wounded in an abandon house in one of kingdom where we had our raid, she was skilled in cooking hence we allowed her to be part of our kitchen slave, Judith came here six month back, were we not sure of what job to let her do but our old king Aldrich assigned Judith to army, since then she sta

“But everything is gonna be okay, you just have to stay away from their way.” I was completely lost in my own thoughts as Rita kept rambling on, mentioning how jealous the other maids were. "But don't worry, girl," she added with a giggle. "Jade told me to tell you tomorrow, you'll be among the maids serving the Masters their breakfast so you can learn the routine. And honestly? They are so handsome you would literally die to give your life to them..."

“These maids are useless,so lazy , they can't do anything proper unless you tell them to,very stupid things!!” David said nothing. But something inside him shifted. Cracked. --- That evening, the maids gathered quietly near the servants’ quarters. They spoke in low tones. Careful tones. “Madam Isabella is wicked,” one maid whispered. “She scares me,” another replied. “I can’t sleep well anymore.” A third maid sighed deeply. “I miss Miss Judy,” she said softly. The others nodded. “Yes,” another added. “Miss Judy was kind.” “She greeted us every morning,” one said.

Her feeble limbs attempted to lift her arms and sip from the cup, but she couldn't get past the table. "So then, as you can see, she is unable to reach the glass. “Assist her,” the king urged, as if he was very concerned about Judy's safety. The Servant took Judy's class and placed it on her lips. She started sitting in the water aggressively and uncontrollably. "“Do you two have any idea how to respect a lady?” With a loud voice, the king said to the two men beside Judy. “When I'm done with this, I'll have to deal with the two of you,” the king added. He crossed the table and sat on a chair on the other side.

"Grandma!" I tilted my head and saw Judith standing at the entrance of the rooftop however, no one was supporting her on the side. I shook off Dave's hand that was holding onto my arm then, I rushed forward and helped Judith up. At the same time, I took a look in the direction of the entrance of the rooftop and saw a figure in a white coat about to leave. As I held Judith, she, who was very weak, leaned on me. When she saw Lita in the distance, she stretched out her arms shakingly, "Lita, come down. Be good."