Royal Maid Novels & Stories

The maids greeted him as he got inside the palace. Despite the warm greeting he received, entering the Lilac Palace made him feel this undescribable heavy feeling. He shrugged off the feeling when he's escorted to his quarters. "Prince Russel have assigned me to be your personal maid from now on, your highness. I am Marielle Wades, you may call me Mary." Said the maid who remained by his side when the other maids left. Louie didn't pay that much attention to her as he got jittery from his nervousness. The maid noticed that he looked troubled and asks him out of concern, "Princess Lianne, is something bothering you?"

The maids came in carrying the drinks and a cup each was placed in front of the royal family including the Richwell family, the maiden with Prince Caleb’s cup almost spill the drink as she panicked and lost her steps luckily the cup was caught by the Prince himself saving a disaster from happening, Princess Claire look at the maid suspicious of her action she glance at her brother to see if he was okay and the latter gave her a smile to assure everything is fine, half-satisfied she turn back to her drink and receive her own drink from the maid serving her. The serving maids all move back and stood behind each royals they served, just as Claire bend a little to take her cup her gaze shifted

Do you Madeleine O’ Shea accept this invitation? Maddy I’m listening to what Tyler is saying I, Tyler Marie Williams the level 6 The Royal Mage to our Queen Destiny Hope Faith Miracle Legacy Allen would like to grant you the honor of becoming a witch of the Royal Coven this honor is only bestowed on a selected few that have shown themselves worthy of being in the Royal Coven as a member of this Coven you also pledge to protect, honor, bless and stay loyal to your Queen, Her Mage, Hecate, Your Coven if you feel danger to your fellow Royal witches you inform then and pray and help guide them into the light, As a Royal witch you will have the power and access to spells and potions that are i

she said looking at the dress which was beautiful only that she didn’t feel like wearing these clothes that would be so uncomfortable to walk in. “yes, it will make you look decent like them and that is important to the Queen while she introduces you before the next meeting,” the maid said and she realized she made a point she wouldn’t want to look like some beggar in a room full of royalty. It was a white dress that was well decorated with moon prints and some heels that were not so high, the maid went ahead to do her some makeup that made her look so beautiful one would confuse her for royalty.

I could almost feel the muscles in her relax so quickly, she began to talk again and much better this time, “Usually royal maids are a family thing. It is passed down from generation to generation, my grandmother worked as one, my mom and now me. It will continue like this” I could feel annoyance at that begin to rise up, not because I hated the idea of maids or anything but because of how limiting that was. I was an entrepreneur even if I had been an alpha’s daughter. The fact that a royal maid wouldn’t have the ability to be anything else except this was painful to me. “And there’s no way to not become one?” I asked her to be

the maid said after nodding. "How?" Nora asked, facing them. Since they weren’t opening their mouths, Nora approached them with flaming purple eyes to threaten them to reveal the gossip. All the maids faced down, saying, "Royal maiden to the crown prince." Nora gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and tipped her head down to calm her. Suddenly, a cool breeze passed over her face from the orchid. Soon her evil mind plotted something horrible; a wild gleam appeared on her purple-coated lips.

The aroma of whatever he made filled my nostrils as I stood in the kitchen and waited for him to acknowledge my presence. “It’s not even morning, Homer,” he grumbled and then faced the stove to continue. A young woman came into the kitchen holding a bucket and mop and wearing a maid uniform. “Stella, could you also mop the office?” Dominic softened his voice when he spoke to the random woman “Okay, sir.” she nodded and walked away. “Stella is also a maid. She has been a maid for a very long time now, and she does a very good job.” Dominic said, “Don’t make me pick her over you.” he continued in a lower voice.

"The maid which created the vacancy for you to step in here was a personal maid to her Grace, the Princess. She was lousy, stubborn and disobedient to her, because she felt she was older, and so felt somehow intimidated being bossed around by a little girl, but you see one thing we need to know in life is that status does matters, ignore the age. "Even if you are employed today to serve a five year old girl please do it, she is royalty, of the royal blood and that is what matters. I hope you get me?" She asked. Rina nodded. "Sure, miss." "The name is Prag please," she winked. Rina smiled, she wasn't used to calling people she was sure are older than her by their names, she was gonna try thou

Then she was gone, leaving Aria standing alone in the lobby, her hands shaking, her breath coming in short gasps. You don't belong in this world. Nobody. Replaceable. Out of your depth. The words echoed in her mind, each one a poisoned dart finding its mark. Because wasn't Victoria right? Wasn't she out of her depth? She was a former maid, a woman who'd lied and stolen and betrayed the man she loved. What business did she have thinking she could survive in Damien's world?

A young, stressed-looking maid was sweating as she tried to work through the pile. Rosalie tucked her golden sleeves up over her forearms and looked at Marta. "It looks like an incredible amount of work. Let me help." Marta gasped, her eyes practically popping out of her head. She dropped her ladle entirely. "M-My Luna! Absolutely not! You cannot help in the kitchens. You are the Luna of the Amber Court, the wife of the Alpha King! It is unseemly for royalty to do the work of servants."