After this mornings incident i prayed he wouldn't tell his parents of this. I had finished making the princes's room clean and now i was heading to the thrown room. The Queen had summoned me, and i feared to think of what she wanted me for.
"Your Highness." i curtsied.
"Yes, Amara. I need for you to prepare the guest room for Princess Adanna's stay. And you are to serve her for as long as she's here." and she was all up in smiles. "And please cater the room to her specific needs. Afia will give you the list. You may leave now."
"Yes your Highness." i curtsied and left. I went to the kitchen because i hadn't seen Adisa and Genevieve all morning.
"What did she ask you to do this time?" Genevieve asked.
"To cater to all of Princess Adanna's needs." i said trying to mimick her voice. We all burst in to laughter until the door opened and in came in Prince Michael.
"Your highness." we all chimed in unison and curtsied.
"Hello, Amara and..." he said looking at the two next to me.
"Oh, Genevive and i'm Adisa." they both were smilling real big. Great, now they're going to pester me about this. I just rolled my eyes.
"Nice meeting you two, Genevieve and Adisa." and he went to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of water. I felt a pair of eyes on me but i knew beter than to lift my head.
I heard the door close and lifted my head.
"Is there anything you're not telling us." Adisa asked folding her arms.
"No, there isn't anything to tell." i said looking at them both.
"I think he likes you. And before you object, we saw how he looked at you." Genevieve said.
"Ugh, where is Afia." they both looked at each other mischeviously.
"She's outside."
"Thanks and bye." i said trying to sound mean. With that i left the kitchen and headed outside. Low and behold there he was talking to Afia. She looked like a love sick animal, blushing and flipping her hair and all things a girl does when she likes someone. I had to make my way towards them like it or not.
"Your highness." i curtsied. And looked up. "Could i please recieve something from Afia." i looked at her and she still was staring.
"Afia." i said softly and tried nudging her out of her daze.
"WHAT." she said and she seemed to realise how she responded. "Sorry, here you go. And she wants strawberry scented soaps. And that her bed should face east side and the mirror should be angeled at a 35 degree angle from the window." i just rolled my eyes,
And slumped my shoulders.
"Slumping your shoulders ain't lady like." the prince said smirking like this morning.
"Luckily i am no royal." i said and turned and walked back.
The list seemed absurd. The things she asked were not really needed because she would just walk in and mess it all up. Who cared at what angle their hair dryer, comb, curtain and all were. I mean she is a princess but she shouldn't over do her title.
She soon arrived hours later in a dress that looked too tight on her. I wonder how she's breathing in that dress. I followed her every where and she was desperately looking for the prince. I wonder where he is because i am tired of running around after her and hearing her blabber about how their wedding would look like.
"There you are." she said placing a kiss on his lips. He seemed to be trying to push her away but with her force not even the strongest man on would push her away.
"What's wrong." she said looking rejected. I said silently laughed.
"Oh nothing. I was on my way to meeting you." he said pointing in the direction we just came from.
"Oh, you should have told me then." she said while dragging him outside towards the garden.
She instructed me to go and fetch them drinks, and that hers should have and umbrella. A pink one, i mimicked on my way to the kitchen. I brought their drinks.
"Your pink umbrella." i said looking her dead in the eyes. When i was bought to turn back her drink spilled and i wish i had spilled it.
"What the... Oh my god. You... You." she shrieked.
"I'll help you clean that." I said dabbing a cloth on the dress.
"Leave me alone you rachet slave girl. How could you." she said shrieking.
"Don't you think you're over reacting here Adanna. She clearly didn't do it." he said pointing towards me.
"She did do it and she has to get fired. I wonder what rachet witch raised you to be like her." now she crossed the line.
"That rachet witch is my mother." i was so full with anger that i didn't care if i lost this job. "And i did you a favor, you really need to change that dress. One more favor, change your make-up." i took the Princess drink and poured it on her face. "There, now you look better." i stood and faced her and looked at her straight in the eye. She then broke the stare and looked towards The Prince.
"You're just going to stand there and allow her to do this to me." she shrieked on and on.
"Oh shut up, and go change or something, Princess." i said looking her over.
"You're gonna regret this." she said pointing her finger at me.
