Mated To The King’s Gamma novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21

All day lvy and I worked around the castle. Clarice was in an excitable mood, and the place seemed to buzz with energy. Clarice even let me choose my own chores halfway through the day, as long as I kept Ivy away from the kitchen area. I thought the request a little odd, but agreed, so we spent it outside raking while throwing the leaves at each other.

It was the most fun, and even Peter and the gardener joined in for a little bit before Damian scolded them and told them to both get back to work. Both Ivy’s guard and Damian followed Ivy like they were her shadow, but even Dustin and Beta Damian joined when we had our leaf fight after Peter left. It was great spending the day with Ivy. The day was very relaxed, but like everything, it eventually came to an end when Beta Damian called out to Ivy.

“My queen, it is time to go in. I think a storm is coming, and it is best you come inside before it rains,” he states, turning his attention to her.

Just a while longer, please?” Ivy begged him, but he shook his head. Looking to the sky, I noticed the clouds rolling in, and it did indeed look like a storm was approaching. Even the wind had picked up, blowing the leaves around the garden area. Thunder sounded in the distance, and a few streaks of lightning.

“I’m sorry, my Queen, but I must insist. The king wants you in bed by 8 PM,” Beta Damian tells hers. Ivy looks a little disappointed but knows she can’t go against the King.

“Fine, but stop calling me your Queen” Ivy says. Damian chuckles and clicks his tongue.

“As you wish,” he says, giving her a nod.

Ivy and I say goodbye, and I no longer know what to do with myself. I join the other servants for dinner. After dinner, though, Clarice was still buzzing with excitement, and I watched as she hummed excitedly.

When the servants leave to go about their duties, I go to see if there is anything I can help with. And she shakes her head.

“No, Abbie. Maybe go see if the cleaner needs help.” She offers, and I wander off, yet they all tell me no. It was too early for bed, and I couldn’t see Ivy, so I wandered back to Clarice, who quickly put a sheet over whatever she was working on

“Clarice?” I ask as she makes herself busy. Whatever she was working on was pretty big. Clarice sighs.

“I do need a little help, but you must promise not to tell Ivy. It is a surprise,” Clarice says, and I beam; a surprise for Ivy? I bounce on my heels.

“The king asked me to make a cake for her birthday tomorrow,”