Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne novel Chapter 147

Chapter 147 Go make yourself useful.

Doris laid in her old bed and felt a strange piece of her missing. She expected to feel as if she was right where she belonged, as if she was home-but she didn’t feel that way at all. The bed was stiff under her back and she might as well have been laying in the dirt with how it made her feel. She rolled on her side and saw nothing but the bare walls and it hit her then

She missed William.

The thoughts weren’t welcome and she wanted to banish them from her mind, but they just kept sneaking back in. She missed his warmth and the safeness she felt in his grasp-it was like no other. His arms wrapped around her body in her mind and she closed her eyes tightly to imagine it all. It was the only way she could lure her exhausted body into sleep, if only for a few hours of blissful nothingness.(This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)

Morning came and Beth was still not back from her nightshift. Doris got up to bathe away her journey before she pulled on her old uniform. It felt so strange to step back inside it. She felt as if it was oddly fitting in every possibly way, as if it no longer belonged to her and she’d stolen it from someone else. How was she supposed to return to the girl she was before they left for the trip? That girl was buried the second Doris found her wolf inside her and realized how to stand up for herself. 1

It made her sick thinking about becoming the girl she was before. The one that let herself almost be beaten to death and let everyone around her step on her as if she was nothing. Her inner wolf growled at the very thought. 2

When Doris came out of the bathing chamber, Beth was passed out in her bed with her shoes still on. Doris quietly took them off and wrapped her up in as many blankets she could find before she left out the door. They had so much more to talk about, but she had to let her friend rest. She needed it.

The hallways were pure chaos, even this early in the morning. Servants were rushing through the halls towards every direction. Many of them looked as if they hadn’t slept a minute in days, she worried they might pass out if they didn’t give themselves a moment to rest. Was it always this crazy at the palace? Only when they had events, not daily.

They paid no attention to Doris, as if she was just another piece of furniture. It felt different since the last time she was here-which wasn’t that long ago, if she was honest. Why did it feel so different? Perhaps Beth was right, there was a darker shadow on the castle that wasn’t there before. She felt it almost immediately, it was all wrong.

Doris managed not to get stopped by a single soul while she made her way towards the guest quarters. Although Beth was weighing heavily on her mind, she had to make sure the rogues were still being treated well enough by the palace that didn’t want to welcome them.

Doris knocked once on Enzo’s door before it was thrown open as if he was waiting on the other side.

“Ah, a sight for sore eyes. Have you rested well, my dear?” Enzo asked with a half grin that didn’t even reach his eyes. His clothes were slanted and dark marks hinted at his own lack of sleep, but overall he seemed better than she expected. “Please, come in.”

“I rested well enough, thank you.” Doris stepped inside once he opened the door wider and glanced around the large room. It was just as lovely as the rest of the palace. “Have they brought you any food yet?”

“I assume they’ve forgotten, no need to worry.” Enzo said lightly as he seated himself by the fire.

Doris spun around to face him. “No one has brought you anything since you arrived? I’ll go get some food right now,“

“Please don’t rush yourself, my dear. Sit. We can wait a little longer.” Enzo insisted. Doris hesitated before she seated herself. Were those dark marks from his hunger, too?

“Something is off here, I can feel it.” Doris said quietly. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)The crackling from the fire was much louder than her. “My friend told me that the Luna Queen has started to act like the one in charge ever since the king had fallen ill. I’m not sure what to think of it yet.”

Enzo leaned closer and rested his elbows on his knees. “Do you think she’s responsible for why he’s sick?” He whispered.

Doris glanced back at the door. “It could be. I think it’s very likely, she wanted to get rid of William because he’s a threat to her control. While he’s been gone, the king falls ill? It would align perfectly with her plans for taking over. I bet she didn’t expect William to make it out of that sick village alive, she probably thought he would have fallen ill just like his father.”

“I don’t know if Prince Martin realizes what she’s doing yet, or if he’s blind to it all. I couldn’t imagine he would allow his mother to mistreat the servants as she has been.” Doris said quietly. Prince Martin was always kind to her and all of the servants-was he really blind to how his mother was? “How are we supposed to get William the crown with all that’s happening? I feel like there’s something else to worry about at every turn.”

Enzo gave her a small smile and reached across to squeeze her hand. “Trust in William, he has his own plans and I believe he will end up with what he desires. He’s one of the most determined men I’ve ever met, even when he’s being insufferable.”

“Ay you! What do you think you’re doing in my kitchen?”

Doris turned to see a tall man towering over her. He had a wet spoon gripped in his hand that dripped all over his clothes as he glared down at her. Doris cleared her throat and straightened her shoulders.