Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne novel Chapter 11

#Chapter 11 Your maid has to come

“No, of course not!” Doris quickly explained. “I was just thinking of what’s best for your own good, my lady.”

Despite her own harsh feelings towards Melody, Doris didn’t want the girl to make a fool out of herself. She risked losing his affections entirely if she made the wrong choice and bribed his valet. It wasn’t like Prince William would ignore her forever, he wasn’t the type of man to make brash decisions. He named Melody his lady—he had his own plans for what he was doing. Melody just needed to be patient.

“Have you so quickly forgotten you’re nothing more than my maid?” Melody’s voice lowered into something almost threatening. “You do everything I tell you to do without questioning me or my reasons. That is all you exist for. You know how much harder I can make it for you if you don’t.”

Doris’s lips parted, but no words formed. Melody lifted her chin—daring Doris to say something back.

“That’s what I thought. Go and stop wasting my time.” Melody dismissed her with a wave of her hand as if she were nothing more than a fly that wouldn’t leave her alone.

“Yes, my lady.” Doris curtsied before she turned to leave to find Peter.

It didn’t take long, she caught Prince William’s Valet in the garden speaking with another maid. Their laughs greeted her long before she ever saw either of them, Doris stayed out of sight and waited for the other maid to leave before she would approach him.

“Thank you for your help,” the maid spoke softly, she slipped a small box out from her apron and handed it to him.

Peter’s smile widened at the sight of it, he immediately looked inside before he slipped it into his own pocket. “Don’t worry, my dear. I’ll remind Prince William soon.”

Doris watched as the maid’s face brightened before she left. Doris slipped the bag of coins into her pocket before his eyes caught her.

“Ah,” Peter spread his arms with a smile and walked towards Doris as if he’d been expecting her. “Did your lady send you here?”

He already knew Doris had something for him from Melody. It seemed more than common for him to get bribes from the maids that wanted Prince William’s attention. It made Doris sick to her stomach how shameless these girls were. Doris couldn’t imagine herself ever even considering tipping someone for a man’s attention.

“No,” Doris saw the surprise flash across his features. “I was just passing by.”

It was a risk, she knew it was. But Doris was certain that Prince William would come around on his own and it would be worth the wait for Melody. Perhaps he had his own reasons for delaying it, but this wasn’t the answer.

“Just passing by?” Peter’s smile slipped from his face. He snorted and turned away. “We’ll see how much longer she’ll last.”

Three days, Doris swore to herself. She’d wait three days before she brought the gold to Peter and did it Melody’s way. She could wait three more days—Doris hoped.