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Prince!Davey x Reader | The Prince And His Pearl | Pt. 2

I feel my eyes flutter open and my head spin from the loud screeching of the rooster outside. As I wipe the tiredness from my eyes, I suddenly remember what happened yesterday and let out a loud groan into my small pillow.

Looking to my closet, I see my maid's clothing. I start to wonder whether it'll be worth it to even go in today. Well, it can't hurt to try, can it? I walk over to the closet, grabbing my maid's clothing and start stripping myself of my clothes.

'Maybe he didn't fire me? I mean, we did get along quite well for the past while,' I think to myself as I start getting into the dress. 'No, of course not. He definitely is the type of person to get along with someone and abandon them later. You just fell into the same trap all the other maids have. You're just worse than them. You're dead.'

I shake that thought away as I finish tying up my flats, quickly skipping out of the room. I take a shortcut to the castle, hoping that if I do get fired, I'll at least have some time to see my friends.

As I arrive to the large looming castle, I see Rose standing outside, looking directly at me. She has such a worried face on that she starts to scare me. I'm definitely fired.

"Y/n, what did you do yesterday?!" She whispers in an angered tone. I feel tears start to prick my eyes.

"I- I don't know. I- I just fr- freaked- freaked out an- and yelled at him. Am- am I dead?" I ask her. She shakes her head and hugs me, which makes me feel even worse.

"No. You weren't even fired. Clyde came to check on him, you know, Clyde, the person who pretty much owns EVERY SERVANT OR WORKER IN THE KINGDOM? Anyways, he checked on him, asking him if he was ready to fire you. Prince David just shook his head and said he wanted to keep you around. Whatever you did, apologize. Because I'm pretty sure he wants to kill you himself," Rose says. I can feel the gears turning in my head to process her words.

"I'm... I'm not fired?" I ask her. She looks at me in disbelief.

"Somehow," she says. "Anyways, let's get you up there. He's probably waiting to kick your ass."

"... Thanks..." I reply. She grips my hand tightly, quickly running into the castle. I can hear the taps of her flats on the hard marble floor. As we walk up the stairs, we walk past Clyde, who looks equally as worried as Rose. 

"Good luck," he mouths to me. I nod as a way of thanking him. Rose and I are finally in front of Davey's door. She already has my cleaning supplies and hands them to me while running away.

I let out a shaky sigh as I bring my fist to the door, laying three gentle taps on the large door.

"Come in, Y/n," I hear Davey's voice command, more soft than usual, which scares me. I slowly pry open the door, not caring about how much I'm shaking. I see him relaxing at his piano, his fingers pressing certain keys lightly, playing such gentle chords.

I decide to remain quiet as I set down my cleaning supplies, deciding to grab my feather duster first. I start to carefully start dusting his bookshelf. As I start to dust the books that are higher up, I feel a presence standing behind me. As I turn around, I see the figure of Davey towering over me. As if it's instinct, I drop everything I'm holding and fall to the floor, holding my hands in front of my face to protect it.

"Please don't hurt me! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean any of what I said!" I cry out, trying my best to cower away and not get hurt. 

"What?" He asks, not in an angered voice, but that of worry. "Did you... Did you think I was going to hurt you?" 

I look up at the boy, who looks so worried. I can see his gaze drawn to my slightly reddened cheek, caused from my "father" yesterday. All I can do is let a tear make it's way down my face and look away from him.