Princess's Maid Novels & Stories

My clothes were a mess, but the urgency overwhelmed me. "Where's the princess?" I asked Cedric, who seemed surprised by my question. "She's been spending most of her time in the library," he said. "But would you like to bathe first, Your Grace?" I ignored him and went straight to the library. When I opened the door, I was greeted by a magnificent sight - Princess Camellia engrossed in a large book, her eyes shining with curiosity. Her eyes sparkled as she traced the lines on the pages. Her slender figure was accentuated by a delicate dress, and her flushed face and red hair shone in the sunlight coming through the window, they were a delight to my eyes. I held my breath for a moment, afraid

The attention given to her was enough evidence to know that she was the supposed pregnant maid. "What are you all doing here?" I asked the maids who were busy fixing her like some queen and they flinched and bowed. "Get out!" I yelled. "I'm sorry, Princess!" They also cooed and ran out, not daring to say a word while I turned to face her. She was beautiful and heavily endowed with the right assets but that was the least of my problems. "Princess Tahira " She called my name and bowed. "What's your plan with Aiden's Mum?" I asked her and she flinched.

Thank God I didn't say the first that came to mind as soon as I opened the door or else I would have ended up calling the Queen “a daft idiot who doesn't get the point once because his ego is too bruised by a woman punching him. " I just swallowed and held the door wide open for her. “My Queen." Though my head was bowed, I could feel her death glare drilling holes into my head. “Mother." The Princess called her attention away from me and she walked into the room. Without wasting any more time, I walked out of the room and closed the door. At first, the room was silent and I was so happy I wasn't the Princess at that moment. However, I wasn't surprised because the tension between the princess

Then she got up to leave before anyone had chance to reply. Samantha couldn't help herself. She walked over to the paper and lifted it to read. " PLAYGIRL PRINCESS SHACKS UP FOR A STEAMY THREESOME IN NEW REALITY SHOW " LIVING LIKE ROYALTY"." Samantha reads the headline with horror but rather reads on then to see the expression on Katie's face. When she finally mustered enough courage, she was surprised to find that Katie looked amused, very amused in fact!

Creed's POV Fabulous. That was the best my brain could do then. She appeared… amazing. Sweat sprinkled across her forehead, a fine sheen flashing on her skin — and that dress. My God, that dress made her a princess from some faraway, unreachable kingdom. A bright, deep red, cinched just so at the waist, flowing out in liquid silk. "You're in the ladies' restroom, Mr. Malcolm," she gasped, breathless, flustered — and outrageously adorable.

Claire asked holding her face in her hands and crushing it together with her nails “If the Princess isn’t convince of your words….” The maid remembered what she was told, with a rush of hot tears in her eyes “Queen Amanda’s maid told me…” she was saying but the gush of blood that came out of her mouth almost staining Claire end her words as she gave up the ghost.

ODESSA’S POV No…that can't be. What….what is happening? “Princess, is everything okay?” The guard asked, walking up to me. “That maid, the one that went into the Prince’s bedroom. Who is she?” I asked. “Oh, that's Eira. She's the Prince’s personal maid.” He said with a bow. I turned around fast to look at him. “Per…personal maid?” He nodded and I looked at the closed door again.

The click-click of her heels coming to a halt. A bank of window overlooked the low rise bridge below, upon a steady stream of tributary. Warm color sofas and chairs laid out at precise angles to maximize the sleek lines of architectural briliance. This wasn't her father's doing. He prefered bland, tasteless, ping-ponging over deathless and barely alive. She heard voices from inside the offic. Low, measured. Was Noah here? She smiled a little. Many thought, her chamber maid too-who was really a cool teenager being given a title because she was born in a family that served hers. Anyway, they assumed she had a crush on Noah. Who wouldn't? And she did, once. But that was a long time ago.

They looked so similar The princess & maids exchanged puzzled looks “We are here for your ladies Pleasure” one of them said in a silky-smooth voice and they both gave a seductive wink. The Princess raised her eyebrow while her friends blushed. “Stop it” Kat cut in we don’t have time.

Vidya raged in anger. The maid was gobsmacked, as she held her cheek where the slap had landed. Like, it was ma'am they were calling her the last time she was at the palace. "Ugh, I… I don't get", she said, still rubbing her cheek. "Fool. Refer to me as Princess, as from today, have I made myself clear?" She asked. Huh? The maid's eyes widened in shock. Princess? For what? How? She wasn't one yet, even if she was gonna be, she had to be patient.