She wanted to go home. She wants to go home!!!
She wanted to run away right then and there!
Audrey's mind kept echoing that. However, that was only his inner scream. How could she possibly say that she wanted to run away?
It was tantamount to digging one's own grave.
Mademoiselle Edeva left the room. "I'll check on the other maid's activities," she said goodbye to the senior maid and Mr. Mallory.
Audrey glared a little, her heart said, just go, go! After all, she didn't need Edeva's malice towards him.
A sigh of relief escaped Audrey's lungs as the middle-aged girl left the kitchen.
"Hurry up, make some snacks for Prince Rhysand." this time the senior maid ordered it. She orders softened a bit, compared to the haughty mage Edeva.
Audrey joined the senior maids. She stood next to the senior maid. Her face was filled with wrinkles. Her hand muscles have also loosened.
Audrey felt sorry for the woman. Even though she was old, she still worked in the palace. In fact, her condition is no longer fit.
"What should I do? I never make snacks,"
"Yeah, we know that. Even though many maids are already skill-certified, it's not uncommon for it to be just writing,"
"Why is that? I think they all can cook."
The woman chuckled a little. "How can commoners like us make snacks? You can't even afford flour."
Audrey covered her mouth. A commoner like her, wouldn't be able to cook. Just buying cooking ingredients is already so expensive. Better yet, buy some leftover moldy bread. It's much cheaper and able to fill their stomachs.
"So, what should I do?"
"You just need to help me. I'll be helping you specially today. Either on another day. You understand, how much do you not like the senior maids over there, who don't like you?"
Audrey followed the woman's gaze, leading to another senior maid who was standing near Mr Mallory. Several times, they cast hateful glances at him.
"Why do they hate me so much?"
"Because you're the maid of choice, of high position, but clueless."
"Then will you help me? For a while, until I understand everything," Audrey asked the woman.
The woman did not answer. Her silenced Audrey for a long time. To that, Audrey noticed her shrewd hand movements. She rounded the dough and put the chocolate in it.
Audrey's body moved. She wanted to help round the dough. Slowly, she followed step by step exactly as the woman did.
The woman glanced at Audrey's handiwork. It was clear from the word neat and beautiful, the shape was asymmetrical and irregular.
However, it was such a fine undertaking for a beginner like Audrey.
"All right, I'll teach you a few things. If it weren't for Mademoiselle Edeva and the other maids to annoy me so much."
Audrey's hand movements stopped. "You're going to teach me? Really???"
Audrey's eyes lit up. Happiness gathered in his chest.
"I'll try to teach you."
"Then what's your name?" Audrey asked the woman.
"Adaline Pevita. Just call me Adaline,"
"Thank you, Ms. Adaline, nice to meet you. Maybe I will bother you again and again."
"No problem." She smiled very beautiful.
*
"Good evening, Prince Rhysand. I brought a snack for the Prince." Audrey said as she placed the tray in front of the table.
"It took you so long to bring snacks? It's the longest in history,"
Audrey was ready to spray her prince but, ended up gnashing her teeth.
She had to hold back her lips so as not to curse the prince in front of him. She had to be patient.
'Be patient...'
"My apologies, Prince. It took a while for a new maid like me to adapt here,"
Rhysand frowned slightly. He didn't think Audrey would immediately relent.
Rhysand took a bite of the pastries Audrey had made. Sweet...and tasty enough? However, why is his tongue used to this taste?
"Are you sure you made it yourself?"
She swallowed the saliva that had accumulated in his mouth. Of course, Rhysand would notice that it wasn't his creation! Everyone has a different touch in cooking!
Ouch! Audrey forgot about that fact!
"I-"
"Are you sure you make your own? I'm familiar with this flavor,"
"I'm sorry, Prince. I couldn't make it myself. Miss Adaline helped me,"
Rhysand immediately put the cake he was holding back on the plate. "You must understand your job, don't you? Never bring another maid's dish on my plate. Unless, it's the main dish."
Audrey lifted her face. He caught the look the Prince gave him.
This time, he was one hundred percent angry.
Audrey bit her lower lip. Why did she make so many mistakes today?
"Bring this back. Get some warm water ready for me. I want to take a shower."
Audrey lifted the tray back from before Prince Rhysand. She came out of the room.
However, her little brain forgot about Prince Rhysand's orders just now.
Her head poked into the room. Rhysand glared at him. "Especially?!"
"I'm sorry Prince, what did the Prince ask me for?"
"Take a shower! I want to take a shower!!! Check out the book Hugo gave you! Over there, there's a schedule for my daily activities!" Rhysand growled.
Audrey immediately sped away from in front of him.
Rhysand let out an emotional breath.
He couldn't understand Audrey's thoughts, why does this one maid always make her goiter unbelievably?!
*
Audrey sprinted from Rhysand's room.
This behavior, clearly angered Rhysand. After all, why did her brain forget it?
Audrey put the tray of pastries into the kitchen. She would boil water for the big baby's bath.
As she heated the water, Miss Adaline drew near to him.
"The Prince is going to take a bath, isn't he?"
"Yes, Miss. I have to prepare hot water for her."
"Prepare her other necessities too. Usually she asks for new towels. It's in storage,"
Audrey obeyed Miss Adaline's words. It goes to storage.
Only then did her eyes turn.
Audrey spun around in the storage shed.
There were shelves full of treasure, for Audrey.
Shelves filled with food staples, toiletries, cleaning the palace, everything was there. Complete.
She took the towel from there and closed the door again.
"There are already?" Adaline watched her movements closing the door.
"Yes, thank you very much for reminding me."
"Of course, I'm just asking you not to be surprised when bathing her."
Bathing?
Audrey's body froze for a moment. This, bathing, in the true sense of bathing?
"What do you mean? I bathed him?"
"I don't know exactly, because I've never had direct contact with Prince Rhysand. However, it is said that special maids bathed him in person..."
Audrey's body suddenly stiffened. She had never bathed any big baby in his life! In fact, Pruistine and Nissim had bathed themselves.
Is it true, a prince who has grown up, is bathed, especially with a maidservant??
Oh no!!! Audrey will go crazy if she continues this!!!
*