Princesses Maid Novels & Stories

Maddox and Angelo's sister" Oh, now everything makes sense. She is the last child of the Kings, but you can tell she is part of this family. She is tall, beautiful, scary at first sight, and attractive. Very attractive. It's in the King family's genes. "Of course, I remember you" I laughed awkwardly, lying to her I guess I'm going to have to get used to lying a lot around this family. "I have a feeling that you and I will get along very well" she clapped her hands excitedly, smiling constantly. "I can't wait for you to marry Angelo and officially become part of our family"

I sat on a wooden stool, surrounded by laughter and chatter, as the maids flitted around their tasks like cheerful bees. One of them, Mira, the curly-haired one, sat beside me, nibbling on a piece of bread. “You want to know something funny?” “Always,” I said, smiling. “I used to think Prince Damien was cursed because he never looked at girls. Ever.” I blinked. “What?” Another maid, Orla, piped up, “She’s right. The rest of the princes? They flirt with anything that breathes.” “That’s true,” Mira nodded. “Prince Crispin once invited me to 'test out the softness of his sheets.’”

The maid lowered her head further, afraid that the princess might go infuriated. Morrigan's lips gone agape. Tears continued to stream down her face. Refusing to believe the fact that the prince will die just like that, but all of the truth was right in front of her. "Leave me alone." She said in a hushed voice, yet the authority around her voice remained still. The maids all lifted their heads, trying to protest against the wish of the princess however the princess seemed to ignore the world as she hold her child in her arms. Cradling the prince in her arms, not willing to let him go. "I said leave me alone." The maids around her do not say anything in protest, bowing their heads and leavin

I started, but she cut me off by lifting her hand to my face, and the only reason I didn't slap it away was that she was royalty. "No. I don't listen to outsiders and to people like you. I believe that you have knowledge about my engagement with the prince but, nonetheless, you came onto him!" "Where's your proof of that?" I asked, now folding my arms to control myself. "Oh, I will... I do have... I want to hear you confess with that mouth of yours!" I laughed and shook my head at her. Of course gossip would start about Sebastian and myself, I had been expecting such, but Princess Naomi had no proof. She just wanted me to fold at her presence because of her title.

With proper manners and dutiful demeanor, the maids give help to the Princess such as undressing her clothes, preparing the bath, denying her body from the water, arranging her clothes, choosing a better accessory to match her outfits, and many more. In short, the maids prepared everything for the Princess from head to toe. One of the maids ties her hair with the silver rose-designed hair accessory. As usual, Corine takes their breath away by standing there without doing anything. The other maid lets her wear baby pink two inches heels, matching her sky blue dress. Before she could place her feet to her shoes--- Somebody inside the room gossips in an audible tone, "I wonder why the other Min

"Lady Violet is everything alright?" "Just a little emotional right now, Chloe. Look at Amaya." "Amaya, my lady? Oh my goodness, Amaya!" "Does your smile mean what I think it does?" "It means, my lady that your daughter has agreed to be a princess. A queen one day. But most importantly, my wife."

I tried to reason out. Nikita shook her head in dismay and crossed her arms. “Your beauty is useless when you don’t take care of it. The prince is looking for you. Do you know how princesses from other kingdoms spent an entire three to five hours just to dress up well and do their makeup by the handmaids with intensive care? That is because they are going to introduce themselves as the princes in our kingdom!” I caressed my nape. “Well, it is not my first intention to dress up for the prince. I didn’t even know that he is here-"

"Chase me, Father!" Shouted the eight-years-old Princess Amayah of Lancayan. They are in the palace garden and are having fun playing. Her father, King Kendra chases after her while laughing. They were also accompanied by her older sister, Princess Aloha and their mother, Queen Aruha. They picture a happy family that anyone would envy.

she giggled. "y-yes, your Majesty" I answered truthfully. I shouldn't lie right? "Amelia, just call me Mom" she pointed out. "M-mom" I answered as I giggle. She then gave me a smile. "actually, there's a Princess whom continue to seek Philip and she wants to get married with him" she said. Is that Princess Dahlia? the one that Philip told earlier? "Princess Dahlia?" I asked. She nodded. "I guess Philip already told you about her" she guessed and I just nodded.

She kept chanting for close to three minutes before another loud scream that was bothering the Princess already was heard from her. At this sound, the maids who brought the water bent down and started to dip the feet of whoever is in front of them into the water. The Princess who was not familiar with the practice protested when the maid touched her legs but soon got relaxed when she saw everyone leaving the task to them. The maid in front of her started to watch her feet and after a while, the maid raised her head to look at her in surprise. She met her eyes with a confused look and the maid quickly averted her gaze, then resumed her work of washing the legs.