Shades Of Your Warmth

Witchcraft

Oh how immodest of me
To covet your heart
To envy your love
A love that is forever beyond my grasp...
I lost you
When you weren't even mine to lose...

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It was morning already and Becky cracked her eyes open to the sound of the Princess's shrill voice yelling. The poor soul being yelled at was none other than the other maid of Aries.

Becky wordlessly got up and scrambled about the sofa to fold her blankets and tidy the place in a hurry.
Did she oversleep?
She frantically looked for a wall clock. When her eyes found it, the time read 6:15. It was already too late for a maid to wake up.

"Make haste, we are moving back to the other room." The princess calmly spoke after.

Becky went to the bed the princess slept in and started taking off the sheets and pillow covers to prepare for the shift.
The other maid hurriedly picked up whatever she could find in a trance, trying to do things as soon as she possibly could.

Becky scolded herself endlessly over oversleeping.

They were shifted back to their previous, spacious room and the princess sat in front of the vanity, her eyes fixated on a new ring on her finger. It was the latest gift from her fiancé, the beautiful opal sparkled in the morning light that peeped through the large window.
"Prepare my bath" she ordered, to which the other maid bowed and complied. Becky followed the other maid in the bathroom, not knowing what to do to keep herself busy. As for herself, she could go downstairs to the maids' chambers to clean and freshen herself up. It was the day of the ball and even the maids were to wear slightly elegant uniforms.

"Your Highness, the bath is ready"
The two maids, heads lowered and stood awaiting further orders.

"You" The Princess sternly looked at the other maid "Get all of Miss Patricia's belongings up here."

The other maid slightly raised her eyes to look at Becky. She was no fool. The princess surely seemed to be treating Becky very well it was almost hard to believe. She knew Becky got to eat from the royal kitchen the other day and that, Becky could sleep in in the morning and did the least amount of work.
She bowed her head and turned around to leave. Pretty privilege, she thought. Even the heartless princess was capable of treating a maid nicely just because they were prettier than others.

She entered the maids' chambers, gathered Becky's stuff and put them all atop a table. She was bitter. She recalled the many instances the Prince of Aries, Prince Non would come and ask for Becky. Even in the West Kingdom, princes from other kingdoms would notice only Becky. None would spare a glance towards her.
She grabbed a pair of scissors in one hand and her other hand reached out to grab Becky's uniform for the ball. She just wanted to tear the garment into pieces, a dress Becky would look prettier in.
She held up Becky's dress, hatred burned in her eyes. Now, the princess was also showing favouritism. "That witch", she mumbled, as she cut through the garment a couple of times. Becky had to be a witch. She could put anyone she liked under her spell. Becky had to be stopped.

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The princess was very considerate, Becky thought. She even left Becky some warm water to wash herself. Although she didn't take a bath in the magnificent tub. It was a privilege to be using the same bathroom the princess used.

Becky dressed up inside the bathroom and she had tied her wet hair in a bun with a towel wrapped over her hair. The princess was getting ready when Becky stepped out of the bath. The other maid was helping the princess put on a few jewellery. Becky stopped and stared. It was really easy to just stop and stare. The princess looked heart-wrenchingly beautiful, just like any other day.
Becky then felt the stare of the other maid on her. When she tore her eyes off of the princess to look at the maid, she was met with a resentful glare. She did not know why her friend looked at her like that all of a sudden. Had she done anything she didn't like?