The Maid Book Club Questions Novels & Stories

She should be rest assured because I won’t even allow her see me naked not to talk of bathing me. I picked up the annoying Lunacy book and I went back to reading it. “It’s not as if I have an option,” I stated with a frown. I was about to flip to the next page of the book when another knock disrupted me. “Not again!!!!” “Come in!!!!!.” I said with annoyance. The person walked in and I saw that it was little maidie. What is little maidie here for? I looked at her and noticed that she was holding a book.

It was one of the m aids speaking to her “What’s wrong … what have I done?” Marietta asked, still not getting the idea. “Marietta, the book you stole?” The maids said alarming Marietta. “Which book is that … I really don’t know what you’re talking about” Marietta said, trying to act naïve proceeding to walk into the palace “Don’t go to the palace now girl … You’d be killed” the maid said, holding Marietta “Killed ? I never did anything wrong okay” Marietta said, still acting stubborn staggering along the way trying to conceal the pain she is feeling.

"Uhm... Athena, since we are here already. You should buy things for your own family too. I'll meet you here." "But madam, are you sure you know how to get back in this spot? You haven't been around here. What if you get lost?... The King will kill me for sure." "I won't go far. Don't worry. I know to get back to this spot, besides, I can ask the people around here." The maid nodded and left, then started roaming around to find a good bookstore. She saw a hardbound book with gold letters, and when her hand barely touched the book, someone's hand had touched the tip of her finger.

" I closed the book as I found myself back to the room having this confused expression in my face, see what curiosity had made me do, I never knew that someone was beside the door looking at my every expressions. I was the kind that get easily distracted but once I immersed myself into a particular thing, one could steal from me and I will not be able to explain how it's happened. The book was not one that I needed to hide so I placed it ontop of my shelf, I was startled by the presence of my personal maid as she had been bowing, only the moon goddess knows how many hours she had been in the state. I went towards her and lifted her head up "Is anything the problem?" I asked her

"That's right, Miss. You can drink all this milk as you like. Ah, if there's anything else you want, you can just tell us right away. We will prepare it for you." The maid's explanation didn't make Daisy feel flattered but instead made her feel burdened. So he said, "You don't have to do this to me. In this house, I am the same maid as you guys, so you don't have to–" "Of course you are different!"

I watched as my baby was humiliated for wanting something sweet in a palace overflowing with excess. My vision blurred, but I forced myself to breathe. I memorized the maid’s face. Her voice. The way she stood. The way she laughed. Then, when they finally released Madeline and shoved her away like trash, I waited. Later, when I saw the same group of maids gathered together, gossiping and laughing, I approached them slowly. The moment they heard my footsteps, they turned. And immediately, they recoiled. “Oh, Goddess,” one of them gagged dramatically, covering her nose. “What is that smell?”

I wouldn't be able to leave my room until my wedding day. The maid sighed in frustration. “Please have something to eat, young Miss. You haven't eaten since yesterday.” “Are you deaf?” I did not need any pity—fake or real. “Take the food and get out of here.” Still, she hesitated. I threw the book on the bed, pushed the tray of food off the stand along with the bedstand. The sound of plates clattering echoed through the room. The maid shivered, her eyes wide in shock and fear.

For a few seconds, neither of us spoke, I could see how the maid looked nervous. Almost scared.I noticed the way her hands shook slightly. “Why are you scared?” I suddenly asked. She quickly looked at me with wide eyes.“I’m not scared.” “You are,” I insisted. She lowered her head immediately. “You should eat before the food gets cold,” she muttered. I walked closer to her and hold her hand “Tell me something honestly,” I said. “Who exactly is Don Great?” The maid’s eyes widened again, almost immediately, fear covered her face. “Please lower your voice,” she whispered urgently while looking toward the door.

Jeremy looked at Madeline and promised. The maid on the side saw everything. She kept feeling that Madeline and Jeremy were flirting with each other, but she did not have the guts to say it out loud. Vexed, her mouth twitched. When she saw Madeline walking out, the maid followed closely. “Miss Montgomery,” The maid called out to Madeline. Puzzled, Madeline stopped. “Is something wrong?” The maid looked at Madeline's beautiful small face and asked somewhat unhappily, “Miss Montgomery, can I ask you a question?”

Bella took an excuse and she exit. Monica sat down happily, feeling satisfied. "Get back to your senses Monica, she is our classmate, your age mate" "So? What matters is that she's just an housemaid. She probably cooked the food you're eating, probably washed your clothes too and mopped everywhere. She is just a freaking maid" " She is and she's not, she would be attending our school tomorrow " "What?" She exclaimed. "I mean why?" "Maybe you should learn how to stop looking down on someone. Oh just because I said she's a maid, you thought all she ought to do every now and then is the domestic house chores? You least expected her to attend our school of all schools?"