His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall) novel Chapter 9

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 9 – Abbie and I were escorted to areas where we were supposed to work. The woman whose job I took did not look happy as Clarice opened the doors to the King’s quarters. I groaned as I looked back down at the stairs I had just walked up. It would s**k because I knew I was expected to cart cleaning supplies up to this floor every day.

“Are you coming?” Clarice asked. I nodded and chased after her down the long wide corridor.

“Did he explain why? Did I do something wrong? I just don’t understand why he would move me to the kitchens; I can’t even cook,” shrieked the woman whose name was Ester.

I thought she was around the King’s age, but I wasn’t exactly sure how old the King was since Lycans were immortal. But he appeared to be in his late twenties or early thirties. Ester clearly was unhappy about being transferred to the kitchens and still refused to leave even after Clarice had dismissed her multiple times. Her maid’s outfit was a little too tight, showing off every curve of her body, her long tan legs on display under the shortened dress.

“Ester, it is out of my hands; the King specifically asked for Ivy to be placed in his quarters and asked for you to be removed. Take it up with the King if you don’t like the decision,” Clarice snapped at her.

“What the f**k does he see in her anyway. What are you like, twelve?” She shrieked before she shoved a broom at me and made me take a step back. Her green eyes glared at me before she tossed her blonde curly hair over her shoulder and looked me up and down with disgust with a sneer plastered on her face.

“Ester leave, or I will have you escorted by the guards,” Clarice warned her.

“This is bullcrap, and you know it. Oh well, the King will get bored with his new plaything anyway,” she said. She shoved past me and stalked off down the corridor to the stairs. I watched her leave and was shocked at her tantrum.

“Nevermind her, she has always been obsessed with the King, he let her in his bed once, and now she thinks she owns him. She will get over it. The King has been looking for a replacement maid since,” Clarice says while she ushered me to keep up.

“Now, this entire floor needs to be kept clean and tidy at all times; the King likes things in a specific way. So pay attention to detail. Everything must be placed exactly where it was. So if dusting, make sure you remember what and where you moved things. The King also likes his meals at certain times. If he is not here, you wait a bit and then return it to the kitchens if he does not arrive after twenty minutes.”

This entire floor was his quarters; there were at least five rooms that I could see off this corridor. It would be like cleaning the whole orphanage by myself.

“Does the king spend much time in his quarters?” I asked nervously, wondering how much time he would be here.

“Not usually; he is mostly tending to meetings or in his office downstairs.”