T.E.M.D (Charles Valois Fanfic)(Stopped)

Chapter 8

Lexi's POV

'Is it true that King Charles asked for an audience from you and Mikayla.' She said fuming.

'Yes. It's true and what's the problem?' I replied with a calm tone.

'No maid has ever got an audience with Charles so what did you do so I can do it?'

'Ummm...I broke his fiancee's vase but he said I was off with warning since it was my first time, he is actually very kind.' I said back.

'Wow. I am sorry it's just the guard that told me said that there is something going on between you two.' she told me.

'Really. I didn't think so and I don't want to be involved with those in the higher classes anyway it's not my lifestyle.' I said

'What? I would love to be in the noble class. The dresses, everything done for you, jewelry, and power. It sounds perfect.' She replied.

'You may like it but I prefer  the simple life as then you can do whatever you like without being judged and you don't have any expectations.' I retorted back.

'So being rich is the better life and that's final because I need to go to clean a duchess' room. Bye Lexi.' She told me.

'Bye Leah and I won't change my opinion.' I told her as she was walking to do her task. That's when I remembered that I  need to get to Mrs Warton to get my daily chores. So I started running and then I halted as I saw Valarie turning around the corner with her snobby ladies in waiting that do whatever she wants.

Luckily for me there was a secret door that maids take to avoid contact with the higher classes. I opened quickly and snuck into it. I let out the air that I had been holding in a sign of relief because I don't want her recognizing me at all.

I remembered when I was little the maids and many friends of my grandmother use to say I look like my mother like a miniature figure. So if I look my mother completely the chances of her identifying me is high as my mother has a huge portrait at the Castle in which my father lives in.

The last time I had my picture painted was when I was 12 and that was 4 years ago but since I have matured into a young lady it's harder to recognize to me but I may still be recognize because of me and mother resemblance. Valarie is here to marry Charles and she will remain here, as Charles' wife. Thinking of it makes me frown but I don't know why? 

Anyways I still can't believe me and Charles friends Iike me a maid having a friendship with the King. Sweet! But if I was Queen Alexandra then everything will be different. Would have even met Charles. Probably not because of my duties and I would've been forced to marry William. Oh how I hated him. He had grey hair that's because he is really old and about 20 years my senior and has yellow teeth with stink. Not only that but he tried to rape me about 3 years ago so he could claim me officially. If it wasn't thanks to Adam I don't even know if I would have another husband.

Adam. I miss him. He is my other half and the person I love the most, he was there for me when I cried or was ill. He taught me how to use a sword because he didn't want me left out. When Christian told me it was boys game. Adam would stand up for me and protect me. I know that he will never stop looking for him. And I probably smashed his heart into bits leaving devastated as I away. He had the blonde and green eyes but he had more of father's features. I remember the nights I use to sneak out at night to go to our hiding place with our friends and we would do crazy things. He showed me that girls and boys can do the same things making us break away from the patriarchal world we live in. I will never forget him ever. I smiled on the memories. 

I finally reach Mrs Warton and she had a blank face as she told me 'You are very lucky young lady that King has allowed you to have your job, if it was me I would've told you to leave. Besides that I need you to head to Countess Francesca of Champagne rooms and make sure it's spotless. You will go immediately.' She said.