Maid With Guts💐💐

Royal 2

Prince Harry's POV

I watched Meghan ran and play with everything that came her way. I was just irritated but I didn't want to create a ruckus. It had just been barely and hour with her in this castle and it feels like shit, maybe could probably reach a century, I guess she would be kept in her place as soon as I torture her. I continued to look at her in disgust when I saw Jazz come in from nowhere. "Hey lil bro, you're back sooooo soon?, I guess you didn't dig into all the corners and aisles of the shop,by the way did yo..., and who is this gorgeous looking lady ?, I'm sure you brought her here?" Jazz stated, she hasn't forgotten that she and I aren't that close, so What The Fuck is she being lively for?,"She is my new maid, I employed her after she disrespected me before the public, she is gonna be my personal maid. She would clean my room, do my laundry,be my chef,she would follow me everywhere,even my office, 'cause she is gonna be Andy's assistant, while Andy stands at my right, she would stand at my left, my left hand woman, mmm..hmm." I stated neatly. It's gonna be real funnnn. "I guess I'm not gonna sleep with you, umm..umm, I mean I won't sleep in your goddam room?", Meghan asked. Did she just stutter?, hah!, she is already defeated. "Yeah, thanks for reminding me, your closeness to me would render my work easy, faster, smoother, fresher and tougher.", I added. Jazz just stood there with a dropped mouth as she concluded after she was brought back on earth from her trance, "You're gonna regret this definitely,'cause this your newly employed maid seems like she doesn't take shit, and I think I like her sense of humor, get ready to hang out with me girlfriend,I'm Princess Jasmine, but you can call me Jazz, for shor..." She was cut off by dad, "Who do we have here?",dad shot. Was I going to narate the story of how this bitch got here to everyone?, I watched as Jazz narrated everything to dad. Dad was so over excited, only God in Heaven knew the reason behind his excitement. I turned to look at the direction that Meghan was standing earlier, I was so surprised she wasn't standing there no more, but she was bowing before Dad and greeting him when I turned to dad's direction. She didn't do that to me when we first met,she didn't bow to recite my appellation's. I watched as dad bent down to raise Meghan of the tilled floor. Dad is behaving like a commoner to this girl?, even though he is always lively,but not to Meghan, I was getting jealous. After all of them were standing, I was shocked at what dad said "My daughter, you're welcomed into this palace, even though my son has taken you as his maid, you're also going to be part of this family, I have a feeling that you would help my son in so many ways,feel at home and ask for everything you want,per what Jasmine has told me, my son thinks that he can torture you after you disrespected him, but he has forgotten that he disrespects the people of this castle everyday, in fact, he is a nuisance and as I said, I have a Strong feeling that you would peel of his pride and insanity, thank you, but what's your name?", I listened as he finished his long speech, did he just say all those nonsense, that Meghan would help me, only goodness knows what help he was talking about, 'cause as for me, I dunno. "Your majesty, I'm Meghan, Meghan Christophe,nice to meet you my king ", I envied her that very minute, I felt like she stole a huge thing from me, dad nodded in appreciation. "Meghan,you have to start work right now.',I spat. "Save the details, what the fuck, I didn't even bring my clothes. Oh noo.", She said as she rolled her eyes in my direction. I swear, one day her eyes would get stuck to her eyelids. "Um.. My dear, Jasmine would take care of that, but it won't be fast, like maybe in two days time, 'cause she is gonna be busy,I guess my son would sort that out", dad insisted. I looked at her as she gave dad a 'thank you' face. "You're sleeping in my  damn room, not on my bed, on my couch, though, that would make my work easier, you know right?, to enhance my torturing skills, haha.",  I mocked her, I saw as her face turn red at what I just said. "Upon all the many rooms in this big palace, lemme say villa, you want me to sleep in your room?", she asked, I guess she would be tensed after she turns towards  my direction, because I wasn't standing where I was, I was heading upstairs, to my room, I heard footsteps  ran after me,I knew it was Meghan, because she is the only person who would run on a tilled floor like she is running a marathon. I saw as she caught up with me. This time I wasn't gonna climb the stairs again,I took the elevator, I entered as I saw a feminine figure slid in too. The door of the elevator closed and it was the two of us inside. I didn't even look at her even for a second, and I know she would be throwing wicked glares at me. The elevator stopped and slid open it's door. I went out first and she followed, I walked about 20 steps then finally I reached my room. "Open", and the door opened. The Palace was  voice automated. I wished the the stairs was also like that, as in you would stand on it and it would take you down or up, like the one in my own mansion. We made our way into the room, we, Meghan and I. For once, I thought the room was her's, she ran from one corner to another, with her phone in her small pink palms taking some stupid selfies, I guessed. I walked to where she was standing and snatched the phone. She just stood there and gave me a 'WTF' face."You can't use your phone, not in the palace, I have made every necessary arrangements, I told your mum what you did and how  you got here, she was about to challenge me but I reminded her that I'm the Prince, and not any errand boy, you aren't gonna communicate with anyone. Only God knows why a damn cleaner, now a maid uses such a big  IPhone.", I looked at her with a 'piss off' face, so she didn't dare argue. She just went and sat there, where she was gonna sleep in this room, the couch, she  just has to be used to it. "And why do you think you can make my life miserable?", she broke the long lasting silence, with a furrowed brow. "Because I never loose!", I exclaimed. "You're one funny dummy, hahaha", she said as she laughed, an annoying laugh of course. I didn't want to mind her,'cause if I did, she would sermon the entire palace here, I just had to let that go. I threw her a very wicked glare, thinking that she would be fucked off, but she just ignored me . I watched her every move as she jump from one place to another. "As I said downstairs, get to work", I told her. "Don't chew me raw, I know my work, don't teach an experienced chic.", she said as she continued what she was doing, yes, running around my room. "I'm not teaching you, I'm ordering you.", I yelled. She has this lifestyle, she would never look frightened or flinched no matter how loud and or angry you sounded or looked. When I yelled at her she just behaved like nothing nor nobody made a sound. "Fine,", she replied "I'm doing that." I watched as she hopped on my bed, throwing all the pillows  on the tilled floor. She got down, ran into the bathroom and came out with a duster. She cleaned the golden headboard of the king sized bed. She finished then got down, removing the bedspread and duvet,I looked at her in shock as she entered the closet and came out with a new bedspread and a very thick duvet. She layed them on the bed. How could she know around when she just arrived. She wasn't even toured,  how can she know where all this things where located in my room?, well as she said, she is an experienced chic, so whatever, but I'm bound to make her life a living hell. I walked towards the bed after she left for outside the room,I pray she doesn't get missing. I undid what she did and did what I never did to my former personal maid, 'cause she was like my mum, I removed everything off the big bed, threw them on the floor, went to the laundry room of my room, got a kinda detergent, came back into the room, opened the detergent and emptied the bottle. I made my way out of the room after my handiwork. She said she was an experienced chic, so I guess she can handle this, what a whore she is.

_💋💓, was a little bit difficult to write.
Q of the day: How do you imagine King Emeraldo? and what are the things you want  him to be like, 'cause he isn't acting like a king of a very powerful kingdom, I guess.