His maid and madness

Chapter 5

Taehyung's POV

"Ugh, why can't I shake her off? This maddening maid has taken up residence in my mind, refusing to vacate. Her lips, her eyes, her nose, her hair... every detail etched in my brain like a branding iron. I'm a king, for goodness' sake! I've conquered lands, crushed enemies, and ruled with an iron heart who don't have a space for these feelings. But this... this is a battle I'm losing."

I try to sleep, but my mind betrays me, conjuring images of her gentle face, her graceful movements. I'm consumed by frustration, my thoughts a jumbled mess. I've never felt this way before. It's as if I'm under some sort of spell. And the more frustrating thing is I don't even know her name yet.

"Uggggh...."

I throw off the covers and summon a maid to prepare my bath. Maybe the warm water will calm this tempest within me. I need to regain control, to quiet this inner turmoil.

As I step into the bathing chamber, I catch a glimpse of her......

My eyes went dark, my jaw clenched.

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Maid 1: Yes, my lord! (She says with a bow, her hands trembling slightly as she presents herself)

Taehyung: "Go and prepare bath for me and make sure I didn't want any disappointment from you." (His voice low slightly as he emphasizes his point)

Maid 1: (Her voice barely above a whisper) Y-yes, my lord... (She bows deeply, her face pale as she quickly retreats from the room, the terror in her eyes visible for a fleeting moment)

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Y/N POV

I was engaged in conversation with Tiya onnie, about her life and how she end up her in mansion. Her words painted a vivid picture of a life marked by circumstance and duty. Her parents, burdened by debt to the royal mansion, had sent her to work as a maid in settlement of debt. Though treated fairly, her heart yearned for freedom and the warmth of her family's embrace.

 

Our discussion was interrupted by the frantic arrival of a Maid , her face etched with worry and fear. "Please, I need your help," she implored, her voice trembling.

"The king has demanded me to prepare his bath, but I'm terrified. You see, the last maid who performed this task was brutally injured by him just because she poured rose fragrance instead of Jasmine. His temper is unpredictable, and I fear for my life."

Maid 1's eyes welled up with tears as she begged us to intervene. "I know it's a lot to ask, but please, can one of you prepare the bath for him? I'm not sure I can survive his wrath if I make a mistake."

Tiya and I exchanged a concerned glance. The weight of Maid 1's fear was palpable, and we knew we had to act.

Tiya: (firmly) "I understand your fear, but we can't just go against the king's orders. He's not someone to be trifled with."

Maid 1: (desperate) "Please, don't say that! You have to help me! I'll be forever grateful!"

Tiya: (unsympathetic) "I'm sorry, but we can't risk it. He's not someone to be crossed."

Y/N: (thoughtfully) "Wait, I'll do it. I'll prepare the bath for him."

Tiya: (alarmed) "What?......."

I don't know why but Something within me shifted. I thought about the stories I had read about King Taehyung, the cruel and ruthless ruler. But I had never seen him in person. Even though I got chance on previous encounter but still i haven't seen him yet. A spark of curiosity ignited within me. I wanted to see him, to know if the stories were true. So I said it.