I wanted to tell him that my clothes wouldn’t be in this state if he didn’t pull and tear at them. However, I couldn’t reply to him. Just looking into his cold blue eyes scared like never before.
Although it seed like the prince had regained control of himself, his kindness was completely gone. Instead, I felt cornered and intimidated by him.
“Are you just like the rest of them?” he asked as his eyes narrowed at .
I had yet to learn what he was talking about or whom he was referring to.
“What are you...saying?” I asked blankly.
Suddenly, he grabbed my wrist and yanked roughly on my arm. I cried out in shock at his sudden action. The prince got up from the bed while dragging along with him. I found myself on my feet next to the bed with the prince glaring down at . His hold on my wrist tightened, and it started to hurt.
“Please...let go...” I whimpered as I tried to pull my arm away from his grip.
My attempt to break away was far from triumphant. Instead of letting go, the prince backed against the wall. I felt the hardness of the wall against my back, and then he was right in front of . His much larger fra trapped between him and the wall like so cornered prey as his eyes stared rcilessly down into my face. His blue eyes seed darker than usual, and it felt like a storm raged in the depths of his ocean-blue eyes.
“Prince Leonard...” I whimpered his na as my fear started to take over.
The prince easily pinned my wrist above my head before he brought his face down closer to mine. He was so close that his forehead almost touched mine. I could feel his anger emanating from his body.
“Climbing into my bed. Do you want to fuck you that badly?” he hissed furiously into my face.
I didn’t choose to drag myself in here to start with. Then, when I saw that he was sick, I worried about him and decided to help him. Is this what I get for trying to help him out?
Suddenly, he wasn’t the only angry one in the room. My emotions started to boil over as well.
“No...” I retorted.
“Did they send you here?” he asked as if he was interrogating .
“Please let go, Prince Leonard...” I whimpered his na as tears of frustration tinged the back of my eyes.
Why is he doing this? Why is he saying these things to ?
“You pretend to be nice and innocent, but in the end, you’re just like the rest of them. Sneaking into my bed, trying to seduce so that you can have my child...” he hissed through clenched teeth.
“No, that’s not...” I denied it as I shook my head from side to side.
Why would I want to climb into his bed? Why would I want to have his child?
None of what he said made sense to . I was confused about everything apart from the fact that I wouldn’t say I liked how he treated . Even if I was a lowly maid, I didn’t expect him to treat this way.
For a ti, I had thought that he was kind...
“Get out! Get out now!” he yelled loudly at .
“Ahh!” I let out a cry when he yanked on my wrist again.
This ti, he dragged after him before pushing out of his bedroom. I stood in the empty hallway as his bedroom door slamd loudly in my face. Once the door closed and I was alone, the shock of everything that had happened since I stepped foot into his bedroom consud , and my legs lost all their strength. Slowly, I sank onto the floor, and that was when I looked down and realized the ssy state that I was in again. My dress was torn, and many parts of my body were exposed. I tried desperately to cover my body with my hands and arms while I wondered what I should do next.
How am I supposed to walk around like this?
Just when I realized how hopeless my situation was, I heard the sound of footsteps. A lone figure erged in the hallway and imdiately headed for . Mada Cassandra’s familiar figure and face quickly approached as she almost ran to close the distance between us. She was shocked and then looked worried.
“Oh dear...” she whispered as her face morphed into a look of pity.
At that mont, I was so thankful that she showed up when she did. Perhaps she had been waiting for to rge from the prince’s room. Regardless of the reason, I was just so grateful that she was there for .
“Can you stand? Let’s get you cleaned and dressed up...” she said as she wrapped an arm around my shoulder.
She began trying to support , but I resisted. She was already quite old, and I didn’t want to burden her. I knew that I was in a pretty bad condition; however, I wasn’t about to resort to burdening this old woman for helping stand up on my own two feet.
“I can stand. Don’t worry...thank you for coming for ...” I thanked her as I began standing up on my own.
She watched as the skin between her brows creased with apparent concern. I turned and smiled reassuringly at her to tell her that I was okay. Well, I wasn’t entirely satisfactory, but I didn’t want her to get overly worried about . It was pretty unexpected of her to be so concerned about like this, and I started to think that deep down, Mada Cassandra might be a very caring person.
“Please follow this way. I have clothes for you,” she said as she led the way.
I obediently followed her, feeling glad to escape the prince and the ss I had found myself in. Prince Leonard was right. What I did wasn’t what I was hired to do as a maid.
I should go back to sweeping and picking up dried and fallen leaves...
--To be continued...
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