Maid For Him

Woven Hearts

Syd'nee P.O.V

My eyes started to water under the intensity of the light as I gazed toward the ancient african portraits framed neatly against the wall. He had discreetly slipped from the bed and out the door, and I frowned upon realizing that I'd actually began to miss his warm, muscled frame pressed against mine. I was never the type to slobber over men, but it was as if he casted an ancient spell onto me. It seemed as though his body was chiseled to perfection by the Greek Goddess herself, Aphrodite.

It seemed as hours had passed as I continued to endlessly daydream, waiting for the perfect opportunity to make my vital escape. I gradually peeled the covers from my dampening skin, chocolate orbs fixated on the fastened wooden door. I rapidly set my bare feet onto the cool cherry hardwood, scampering towards the door as I held my breath. I placed my ear firmly against the hard material, listening intently for the presence of any soul. When I heard none, I took that as a chance, and pushed open the wooden door only to be stopped halfway as I'd hit something,hard; fear ignited me from head to toe, as I knew i'd most likely broken something valuable. Nothing in the palace belonged to me- not even my own uniform which turned that spark of fear, into flames.

Before I could step out the room, I heard a low moan causing my heartbeat to accelerate ten times more. What in the world was that? I slowly peaked my head out of the room only to be met with a hunching body, edging towards the ground. Who was that? I thought to myself before widening my eyes. I knew that golden head anywhere. It was the Prince. I'd hit the Prince. Panic rushed over me like a tidal wave as I bent down to his level, grasping his face between my tiny palms.

"Aren't you something, Princess.." I heard him chuckle deeply before falling into unconsciousness. I paused for a brief moment, my orbs widening as large as saucers. Was he.. No, he couldn't be. "Oh No!" I shouted, no longer caring that I would wake everyone in the vicinity. My lower lip trembled slightly as I looped my arms underneath his, attempting to drag him back into the room for refugee. His boots heavily dragged against the tiles, making an irritable noise. I'd managed to transfer him into the dark room, closing the wooden door behind me with my back.

"Ugghh..." He groaned huskily, as I propped him onto the bed. I delicately placed his head onto the pillow, with a sigh, now impatiently waiting for the Prince of Hampstead to wake.

Cleo's P.O.V

I awoke to a pulsing sensation in my head, as if i'd just woken from a drunken slumber. Surly, I hadn't had that much to drink last night. I groaned sharply, trying my hardest to sit up, but the pain wouldn't allow it. I felt a soft palm ease me back down onto my pillow, and I resisted the urge to tug away. The palm felt comforting and relaxing against my cool skin, and I felt my lips curve into a small smile. "Mmm.." I moaned in relaxation, prior to feeling a hard, painful slap connect against my bicep.

"What the-" "You scared me!" I instantly recognized that beautiful melodious voice, as the women who we'd encountered earlier that night. "I thought you were gonna die! You jerk! Do you know what would've happened to me if you died?!" She whispered harshly, clenching her small fists by her sides. "You'd still be a virgin?" I quipped, quirking my lips into a smirk. Her lips parted, and before I knew it, I felt her knuckles align perfectly with my jaw. I instantly tiled my head to the side, although the impact didn't hurt one bit, I wanted to scare her once more. Revenge.

"My Prince?" She whispered, edging to me fear laced within her voice. I felt her cool breath brush against my stubbled cheek, and this time, I couldn't resist. I slowly turned my head, opening my eyes as I did. "You know I can't die, without having a kiss." I huskily whispered, gazing up to meet her captivating brown orbs. She froze in place, her lips inches above mine. I took that as a chance, and slowly raised my lips nearly grazing hers before hearing the creak of the door being pushed open.

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