My thoughts drifted to the night I arrived at the Palace, and how I saw my master treat his maids without pity whatsoever. I had overheard a conversation between two maids saying his younger brother was more ruthless.
My master is the first Prince of the royal family. He's ruthless but rumour has it that his younger brother is even much more ruthless and now I see why.
Prince Wilder is what everyone calls my master. His name says all about his personality, he is wide and wicked..I've seen him countless times when he whips a maid..it's not always something amusing to watch.
He is handsome, tall and well built. I can boldly say that he is a carbon-copy of his father, King Orlo but their eye colour are totally different. While his father's is black his is blue..and it matches with the Princess's eye colour; Princess Freya.
She is way different from her brothers- so I heard. She is the family's last child and only daughter, also her dad's carbon-copy. Oh now I remember! The two- Prince Wilder and Princess Freya both inherited their eye colour from their mother, Queen Astoria.
I adore the family's beauty so much especially the queen and princess. One thing ther were all blessed with is their hot looks, perfect body figure and their darn pink lips..it's just too perfect.
And there's Prince Killan, the second child of the family, he is the carbon-copy of his mother but his eye colour is different from them all. It's dark, emotionless yet he looks so hot.
He is more stunning than his brother and as I heard, he is more ruthless. I believe them now because I have witnessed his evil with my very own eye.
Prince Killan hardly speaks, even my master too but Killan is way too silent. His name is more scary than that of my master too, the exact definition of him.
The door to my room creaked open and I knew my episode of rest was over. My heart raced as I hurriedly sat on the bed, my eyes avoiding her gaze.
Dove! Sometimes, I wonder why she was named such, it's the exact opposite of her..her personality…herself and everything about her.
She's like the devil's companion. Dove is wicked than the devil himself, she is an elite, a concubine to my master. I wonder why she even chose me to be in the same room as her.
But it's obvious isn't it, it's just to torment me and I know so well the reason why. She'd pick-up on me at the slightest opportunity she had.
The night I arrived, I couldn't shake off my bitterness and i would lash out at anyone who came my way. It was a sudden new when my parents told me of what had befallen me, the plague to be a maid at the Palace.
My eyes were swollen that night because I cried so hard. Then, a slender yet pretty young lady stood before me, "Aren't you a maid?" She asked me.
"I'm not a maid! You idiot" I lashed back at her hitting her hard on her face, little did I know that there was a tradition here, some persons you ought not to touch or even scream at. The elites and worst of all, Dove! It was freaking Dove whom I hit that very night.
Everyone that was passing stood and faced me with pitiful eyes, and I wondered why. Maybe because I was a maid..? No that was far from it. It was because I had crossed a lioness path.
I realised her position and how things were run here but it was too late. She manipulated my cards and made me stay in the same room as hers and things has been terrible ever since.
Dove is pretty, I'll admit that but not as pretty as Kaia. She's a maid like me and I know she's the most pretty maid around here but she'll always tell me, "Who's saying trash in your head? You're more pretty and hot than anyone here" but I know better that it isn't true.
She's the only friend I have here. "You're here" Dove started, her voice low as always but that was always shortlived. She just knows the right way to pick up on someone.
"I was tired so I came here to rest" I replied her, using the same tone which she used.
I should have known her cunny way of deceiving one to think she cares. I have that problem, I trust people too easily. She pulled me to the floor and I groaned in pain, "A maid wants to be reminded of her duties" She smirked atmy face like I was some disgusting burger.
"I'm sorry ma'am" I apologize then prepared to get up but as I tried to, she kicked my leg and I fell.
"I'm sorry Dove!" I screamed my life out, if she goes one like this, I might die. My eyes widened at my own thought, isn't that part if my plan? A way to escape the mess I dug myself into. Death!
Then why stop it when it's indirectly knocking on the door? I unknowingly let out a soft chuckle and oops! Dove heard that.
But if it's good enough to make her angry and even kill me, then I'd do it again. Her face was red, she must be mad already.
'Mission accomplished' I thought smiling inwardly at my own wisdom. Dove was angry, I could sense that, I was just waiting for her to act.
"The Prince sent for you, Lady Dove" a maid like me came in to inform her. She turned to face me with a 'we'll continue later look' and I scoffed.
Why not now? Why should my death be postponed further till God knows when? She then turned to the door and walked away as she swayed her hot ass alongside.
"Poema, get your ass here and help us with the dishes or didn't you hear?" A middle aged woman nearly screamed as she barged into the room.
That's all Dove's fault for not closing the door before she left and I scoffed. But how many times do I need to remind this woman that I have no business with the kitchen? She is Alora, a staff.
"I'm a chamber maid" I replied pissed yet trying not to sound rude. "Oh! Don't mind my aging brain, it just keeps forgetting things" she touched her forehead then I raised a brow.
She mentioned something earlier, about me not hearing something…."Ma'am what's the occasion?" I asked.
"The prince is selecting new concubines tonight. But this time, it's from the maids and not from the villagers" she explained and I mouthed an 'oh'.
Why though..? Is he already tired of Dove? I chuckled at the thought. Well Dove is not his only concubine, I think there are five more of them but she's been serving Prince Wilder since like forever. The more reason why she has so much ego.
"Ok ma'am" I replied with a warm smile and the woman left.
I let out a quick laugh then I wondered who my master, Prince Wilder would pick as his concubine. I hope Kiarawould get picked, I really hope so.
It's been her prayer ever since I knew her, not only that but also, if she becomes his concubine, my bullying and maltreatment by maids, staffs and elites would be reduced.
My hope of being one is long dead, since I realised I was pregnant. I won't even attend the ceremony tonight!
"Kaia you must be selected" I held my hands as if in prayer then I sighed.