Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne novel Chapter 35

Chapter 35 Don‘t move.

Doris wiped her sweaty palms against her cloak. This would not be a pleasant night, she was sure of it. A hundred questions moed through her mind she didn’t have an answer to a single ane. Did he want her to serve him the whole night? Why didn’t he have another maid do this? Surely there were dozens of closer, more suited maids to tend to his

The footman glanced back at her once they reached his door as if he was finally checking to make sure she followed. Doris released a shaky breath and put her hand on her chest to feel how fast her heart raced. It was not exciting to be serving the most Totten princezalone. What if he tried to pin her to his bed again? What if he had been drinking? The man knocked twice before he opened the door. The chamber was extremely dim, only a few candles lit the area. “Prince William, I’ve brought the maid you requested.” “Let her in.” His deep voice drew her gaze to the window where he stood with his back to them. She cautiously entered and flinched when the door clicked shut behind her. “Good evening, your majesty.” Doris curtsied, trying to keep her voice calm. Prince William slowly tumed to look at her, a sense of resentment crossed his face for a moment when their eyes locked. Doris held her breath and curled her hands into fists at her side. “You know, I would never let a liar near me like this.” Prince William said, a flicker from the candle lit up his stony face. His blue eyes always held a

Time of their own when his emotions were on high

Prince William Hild up his hand to stop her. “I didn’t ask for an excuse. Doris slowly released her breath when he turned away from her and locked out the window again. The stars were so bright in the sky, it almost distracted her from his tense shoulders. After a moment of silence, Prince William turned back to look at her. “You’re the only exception. But if I catch you lying to me again, you’ll suffer a lot worse than you have now.” Doris swallowed and nodded her head. “Use your words.” He demanded. “Yes Prince William, I understand. Doris bowed her head. “May I serve you some tea?” Prince William looked her up and down, she only wished she had more time to cover her marks with makeup before she came. “Yes.” Doris unclasped her cloak and hung it by the door before she prepared a tray and carefully poured a warm cup of tea for the prince. One of her hands was still bandaged and healing, even in ounce of pressure made her suck in a sharp breath. She sensed every step he made even with her back to him, she knew his eyes followed her every movement and it only made her hand shake more. When she attempted to pick up the tray, he grunted behind her. “Just bring the cup.” “Yes, your majesty.” Doris said softly. She turned to find him already seated at the small table used for taking tea or quick meals. The top of his shirt was unbuttoned and his jacket was thrown over à chals lazily by his fireplace. His raven black hair looked as if he’d run his fingers through it a dozen times since she’d turned away

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Cently, the placed the cup in front of him and smoothed out her skirt Te Vously. “Is there anything else you need with your tea? -No, it’s fine.” He Gifted the cup to his lips and looked at her over the brim. Doris cleared her throat and turned away to hang up his jacket. She limped a little as she walloed, clearly she had been on her Teet much longer than she was supposed to. The rest of her was starting to beg for her to rest as well, but she doubted Prince William would allow her to Test when he wasn’t even settled in bed yet. Doris hung his jacket and retrieved his night clothes. The last few times she’d seen him in his room, he didn’t sleep with a shirt on. But that might have been because of the circumstances. Doris shivered as the sounds of his MORT resurfaced in her mind, she quickly pushed them away before Melody’s haunted her too. When Doris emerged from his closet, he was already in bed. He wore a black sätin set of nightclothes that clung to his form, she glanced down at the red pair in her hands. “Oh, I apologize for taking so long, your majesty.” Doris turned to put them back **Don’t bother, put them on the chair. The maid in the morning can handle that.” Prince William said as he stared up at the ceiling, his arm propped up behind his head. Doris tilted her head in confusion, why was she here if he didn’t want her to do normal duties? Doris set down the clothes and quickly moved to