The Eternal Kingdom ✔️

Episode 24

Erica's POV

After 2 minutes of looking for ma'am Lucy's room, I found it.
I gradually knocked on the door and the door flew opened by ma'am Lucy as she grabbed my wrist dragging me in and shutting the door.

Her room was a bright purple. This woman loves purple and I saw myself smiling sweetly at her choice of colourfor an old woman.

"Good evening ma'am." I greeted.

"Same Erica, same. Sit." She ushered as I sat on her bed.

"You being our royal maid protector. I've got a lot to teach you." She told me.

"Arr... Why?"

"You behave more like a man at times Instead of acting like a woman that you're." She told me.

"Ouch." I blurted out.
"I'm cool with that."

"There's no cool in that. I want you to take this job seriously. The one in danger here is my grand son, Steven. A lot of people wants him dead," she said with worries in her eyes as I could see the rising and falling of her chest in anxiety.

Who wouldn't? Even I want him dead.

"And the only way to be by his side, is for you to be more lady like. Acting all fragile and nice is the only way to disguise yourself and take his enemies down and protect him."She elaborated.

Okay I hate this job. That means I'll have to act all weak and cute and also soft towards someone I want dead. Come on life isn't fair.

"So you'll go wherever my grandson goes. If he's going into the bush to pee. Follow him. Anything can happen in bushes." She told me with seriousness.

Why is everyone insane? Why?

"So promise you'll protect him and take care of him?" She asked warmly.

"I will." I answered crossing my fingers bind me.

"Thanks, you're in charge of making his meals, washing his cloths and doing almost everything for him, okay?"

I'm literally his personal maid.

"Alright."
"So can I wear pants, jackets and boots?"

"Erica no. You are meant to be lady like." She reminded.

How so boring? I'm going to live a tormented life.

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I ain't following your grandson anywhere.
I don't want to be close to that man.

Immediately I felt someone's on top my shoulders. Immediately that familiar sweet pineapple mint smell hit my nose.

It's Steven. Heavens why can't this man leave me alone.

"Erica, did grandmother tell yuh, you're my personal protector?" He asked pulling me closer into him.

He smells so so nice.
Think straight Erica. Think straight.

"Get your hands off me." I told him.

"I don't want to." He whined.

I raised my head to face him as I threw daggers at him.

He smiled nervously and removed his hands off my shoulders.

"Can I speak to you for a minute." He requested as I stopped to stare at him not acknowledge his presence.

"I had a feeling thinking you would like chocolate yought so I went out to get you one." He told me with a sweet smile handing me the cup of chocolate yought.