Princess's Maid Novels & Stories

Help me study," she says, handing me the book. I glanced through it; it was just normal palace etiquette and rules. "Luckily for you, I know a lot about this already." She claps her hands excitedly. "That's great because Madam Iwin wants me to know all that because I'm going to be serving the princess and I can't fail this," she says excitedly. Sounds very suspicious to me. Why would Madam Iwin want an inexperienced maid to serve the Princess? What's that old nosy fairy up to now? I recit her name like a one-word poem in my head as I fall asleep. Aurora, Aurora, Aurora

Alicia signaled her maid to bring her something and her maid Nora bought a tiny coin bag and handed it to the maid who was surprised. “Even if you are doing this because of your brother I locked up, that doesn’t mean I can’t be generous to you when you do your job right” The maid bowed in appreciation “Thank you milady” “You can leave” The maid was escorted out “What are you planning to do now after the information, Milady?” Alicia looked at her right hand maid and smiled “Although Althea is royalty which makes her higher in status than me, but she doesn’t have what I have”

I followed her motion without direction. "You learn quickly, my dear," she commended, seemingly pleased with my progress to follow orders. I tilted my head back to look at my fellow maids on the ground, but the queen sensed my motion and declared, "You're a princess now, remember? You don't concern yourself with lowlifes anymore. Do you understand?" "Yes, Your Majesty," I responded hastily. She looked at her personal attendant and ordered, "Clean this all up and find a new head maid. Someone less bothersome."

There had to be a worthy ruler of Oceane; I just wasn’t sure it was Prince Sadeon. “The gown looks lovely on you, dear.” Lyla smiled warmly. I turned to my maiden. “It’s impossibly tight.” She scowled. “Of course it is, milady. How else will the Prince fall smitten?” I suppressed a shiver. “I told you not to call me that, Lyla. My father isn’t here.” She chuckled. “You may dress like a Princess, but you sure don’t act like one sometimes, milady. It is proper to address someone of your status respectively.”

his order thundered in Rhae’s ears. The Princess? Rhae’s head became full of questions. Though she hadn’t known the woman for long, she had grown attached, even though she was a princess. Rhae flicked the knife from her palm upwards towards her attacker. The blade dug into the man’s shoulder, making him loosen his grip with a grunt. Rhae slid out of his hold and stood up, dipping away from reaching hands. She jumped, spreading her legs, kicking down both the men around the Princess. The men staggered, grabbing their necks in pain. Rhae grabbed the Princess’ sword off the floor and tucked the handle into her palm. Rhae grabbed her shoulder and sprinted out of the alley dragging the Princess b

Whoever sent it had used the staff as their shield—or perhaps the writer was one of them. The corridors leading to the back halls smelled faintly of smoke and starch, the lingering traces of laundry, cooking, and scrubbed floors. She had walked these passages as a child, trailing after her nursemaids, but now she felt like an intruder. Servants were not used to seeing their princess wandering these halls alone at night. She caught sight of two young maids whispering near the laundry doors. When they saw her, they dropped into quick bows, faces paling. “Princess,” one stammered.

I woke up to the sound of the wind, every muscle in my body tense. I opened my eyes and found myself on a narrow platform, hanging forty stories above the ground on the side of Macro's office building. My vertigo hit me instantly, and I froze, unable to move. My heart hammered against my ribs. I tried to scream, but only a choked gasp escaped my lips. Then I heard Karen's voice from an open window. "Macro said if he doesn't discipline you, you'll never become a lady." "This is a lesson for you. Let's see if you'll dare to cross me again."

I asked, now filling my plate with a bit of everything. "he's at his friend's house. we wanted to talk to you..." my mum added. I looked between them, they both were hiding something "guys just spill it..." my dad spoke first, "we'll you know Terry who I work with, his daughter is a maid in the Royal House. They heard about this contest... The Princess Game... a few days before the news broke today... so.." "we put your name down" my mum interjected. I scoffed, choking harshly on the potatoes.

Felix's POV "What the hell are you doing here." I lashed out at the maid who was standing naked under the shower. She looked at me with a smile, rubbing her disgusting boobs as she inched closer to me. "I love you, my prince. The princess has gone out for her morning jug and she won't be back anytime soon. I want you to take me and I promise that no words about this would be heard outside." she said, seductively, touching her disgusting and irritating body.