Princesses Maid Novels & Stories

Now the words Father said made sense. "Princess, if there is nothing else, let me introduce you to your maids." Three maids that I had not noticed initially stepped forward and curtsied toward me. I nodded at them in return before glancing back at Cassius. "Introduce yourselves," he instructed them, and one after the other, they stepped forward and did so. The first maid: "Your Highness, my name is Elara." Second maid: "And I am Seraphina." The third maid said, "I am Sigrid."

She complained and the maid casually dipped her fingers inside the water and it slowly became hot and much more comfortable for her. "Is this okay?" The Maid asked and Lia nodded with a smile.. Turns out having a witch as a maid isn't that bad. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes as she felt her tensed muscle relaxed immediately.. "Is there something going on that I don't know about?" Lia spoke with her eyes closed and the maids made eye contact with each other.. It wasn't in their place to say anything to the princess because they were under strict orders not to let the princess know what was going on with the prince..

Princess Madeleine selected two of the maids from a crowd, and placed them beside the two male prisoners. "Now our game is on!" Princess Madeleine enthused, "These two prisoners are going to have an endurance race, and you can tie the ribbons representing their colors on the table to your wrists, whoever you think will win! Now, start picking your stallions!" Madeline finished and selected a red ribbon to tie around her wrist. She held it aloft and motioned for all to follow her choice!

The maid stated not looking at here squarely in the eyes and swallowed a lump down her throat when she noticed the princess had the button of her top loosen and guessed she was about stripping or maybe wearing her dress. "Uhm…" she shook her head. "I'll just go with Fagita and buffalo chicken wings." "Yes, My princess." The maid replied and made to leave when Princess Carlotta stopped her. "Uhm," she cleared her throat. "Are you busy?" "Pardon? The maid raised her eyebrows with Princess Carlotta waiting for a reply. "No, My Princess." It's rude for maids to reject superiors and so who is she to reject a princess as it does not even matter if the maid is the older one.

The maids entitled to the Queen quarters are to wear a Royal blue skirt and white top, while maids entitled to the King quarters are to put on a pitched top and a brown skirt, and the two princes, their maids can oy put on green gown only a personal maid could wear a golden gown. The princess whom I had seen the other day was nowhere to be seen anymore. And ever since then, I have been praying to set my eyes on her someday. She wished she could get a glimpse of her again. I was so sure that the lady looked so much exactly just like her little sister but I thought again, Sophia could never be the princess because neither of us was from the Royal family. I just want to clear up the doubt in my

We entered the grand court, taking our seats in the front and center of the room, our children to our sides. "Now enters Lady Lyssandra MaComb, witch of Faerl, whose charges are as follows: Charge 1: kidnapping the Prince Aranelda Tirisil, concealing his identity, and lying to Their Highnesses causing them to believe he was dead at birth. Charge 2: inappropriate use of concealment magic, impersonating Her Royal Highness, endangering Princess Elentari Tirisil and Duke Scott MaComb, the royal protector of the princess until the date of her 18th birthday. Furthermore, Lady Lyssandra MaComb is charged with knowingly conspiring to kill both the Prince and Princess of Faerl. Lady Lyssandra MaComb,

They'll be at your chamber soon I smiled and stood to go I bowed and left I entered my chamber and waited for about 10mins before the maids arrived I asked the chief maid to do me a favor Me: there is a maid that I like and I want her to attend to me Chief maid: yes princess, will ask her to attend to you Me: good, her name is Blue. She's a prince maid The woman bowed and left Soon she came back with the maid I looked at her from head to toe She's pretty And blue eyes That's why Adrian loves her I scoffed and ordered her to change from that blue uniform She did and I immediately ordered her to change everything in my room from white to red. Blue : but your highness, I can't do it by myself M

One of the maids beckons toward a direction, and I glance at my father one more time before I leave with the maid, along with Amelie. 'Wow! Prince Ace is going to be crowned today. I wonder who he is going to choose as his future queen,' 'I wish I'm the lucky Cinderella. Prince Ace is so handsome, and I'm sure a lot of women would want to have him,' hearing the whispers of a few maidens I run into while walking down the verandah, I feel so irritated. Can they just shut up and stop mentioning his name? "We're here, my princess," The maid announces to me as soon as we arrive at the restroom, and I push the door open at once, slamming it close behind me.

I sat there silently, memorised every corner , looked threw the windows and saw very very huge number of troops all bowing to him while being deployed, in coordinate moves they go , suddenly he raised his head up where my window was and stared at me , how did he know I was standing already there , I panicked , and took few steps back until his sharp eyes left my sight , the maid entered with very beautiful dress that I have never saw alike for it , like a crystal blue ice , chimmering like diamonds in the morning sunlight , with very wide and open neck , and falling off shoulder design , I loved it right away , but for who . Maid Jewel "our king has ordered you to get dressed and to get prep

She has her father's pale gold hair - which is identical to mine - and the angry eyes that flashed at Lisa are definitely hers. " How's the restaurant going, Lisa? Flourishing, I presume." Dad spears a pea with a fork. Lisa offers a smile with the power to stop hearts. Dubbed 'Princess of Oakenville' by the locals, her famed, angelic beauty is the reason most of the patrons at her thriving restaurant, Duke's Table, consist of adoring fanboys, and why most women love to have her as a prime subject of their gossip. "Your presumption is indeed right. Did I mention there's a prospect of an interview with Women's Weekly? They want me to feature in a cover story."