My Prince Derek

My Prince Derek Chapter 2: Welcome to your home

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18 Days After my 16th Birthday

I was yanked through the crowed with his iron grip grasping onto me like shackles while i raced to my future.  After running for what felt like an hour, I was shoved into a carriage and stripped of my stained cloth. 

My new master withdrew a skirt that rested just above my knee, a corset that was white, and a black short sleeved shirt with red roses printed upon it.  He then told me about my new duties as the youngest Prince's maid, and house guardian.  I do not understand why I need such indecent clothes for this occupation; however, i secretly liked them. 

Master asked me my information and like a good girl i replied, "I am Zita and I am 16 years of age and I work for you." 

"And who am I?"

"You did not tell me Master."

"Oh yes very well, I am Opal the Third and I am the king's royal assistant.  And you are working for the king's youngest son, Prince Derek."

I nodded and looked at the faces of awe when our carriage passed them by.  When we finally reached the palace, I almost fainted by the view of the palace up close rather than far away from a window in a locked room. 

The gold plated gates opened after approval from the guard to enter.  The long pebble paved road to the back of the palace made me more anxious to actually enter inside.  Finally reaching the back we left the carriage and entered through the back door into the kitchen. 

The first emotion that whirls me up into a ball is the emotion of jealousy when i see a maid  flirting with a handsome boy.  I do not know what came over me at that point, but I knew i was not found of her at all. 

I stood rigid as a statue while Opal was introduced me to Prince Derek.  Derek did as little as lift his head to the sight of me.  The maid on the other hand turned towards me and gave me a long look over.  Up and down her eyes rose and lowered studying every crock and cranny of my body.  I could not help but size her up the same, it was a habit to size up my enemy. 

She has jet black hair that falls just above her butt which brings out her golden brown eyes.  She has the body of a bull; strong arms and legs which makes her body look slightly defined.  Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Derek was looking straight at me. 

He has wonderful eyes they are greener then any emerald that i have seen, and he has wispy chestnut brown hair that covers his eyes in a ever so sweetly, messy way. Derek unfolded his long legs and started walking toward me, and to my surprise took the maid's hand and lead her away.  

"Personally Zita, I think you are better than Odette. I mean she is 32 and Derek is only 18.  You will learn to get along with him sooner or later," Opal whispered into my ear.

"Opal show me where I will sleep," I replied sadly.

"As you wish."

I followed Opal through a maze of twist and turns that by the time we finally stopped in front of a big red door my legs felt like pudding. Opal hesitated a few seconds before he lifted his hand and placed a key into the lock. 

I stepped inside not expecting much; however I was underestimating. In the room there was: a silver bed canopy on the left side of the room, an armoire, a vanity, a desk, and even a balcony window over looking the gardens.  The walls were coated with a silk pink wall paint that matched my bed linens.

"Wow this is so amazing," I exclaimed.

"What is a room to yourself?"

"No, a bed without shackles."

I turned to Opal, he had a frown on his face.  I turned back around ashamed of what I said out loud. Before I knew it I heard clicks of heels coming down the corridor when I heard they stopped in front of my door. I turned around to see another girl at my door.

"My name is Paris, what is your name new girl?"

"Zita, how do you know I am new?"

"Elora moved out you moved in.  I mean the other reason is this room all of a sudden got a nice redecoration.  So from that I inferred."

"Oh, well what do you do?"

"I am the Goose Girl of course.  And let me guess you are Derek's new mistress?"

I looked away shyly and stuttered,"N-no I am n-not."

"Oh, well I just assumed because you are so pretty.  I mean look at you with your sandy blonde hair streaked with gold, and your ice blue eyes-"

"Big boobs and ass is all I see." Paris and I jumped at the unfamiliar voice. We turned to see Derek leaning against the door frame, and staring strait at us. 

"It would be way more worth your time to be my mistress."

"Derek are you telling me I am not good enough?" Odette whined.

"Oh, do I feel a chill from the window or is it the ice box of a heart that Odette walks around with." Paris growled.

"Don't be bitter just because you are not as pretty as me." Odette replied,"Oh, and new girl if you dare step on my toes I will kill you."

Derek grinned," Come on Odette the new girl could never take your place." Paris, Derek, and Odette all retreated from the room in a fury of anger.  Trying to stay out of it, I closed the doors and decided to explore. 

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