Lady In Waiting

Chapter 4

You slept incredibly that night. You opened your eyes to a slight knock on the door. "Breakfast" a little voice called. As you got out of bed to go get dressed, you heard the door handle turn and door open and Jenny (who you had met the day prior) was standing there with a little tray. She places the tray down and leaves without saying a word to you or looking over into your direction.

You got back into bed and grinned. You didn't realise that this new position allowed you to get breakfast in bed. The tray was relatively ordinary which you'd of thought it to have been more extravagant for Buckingham Palace. On the tray, there were two slices of golden toast on a small plate, surrounded with different jams and butter. You noticed that the water on the table had been replaced with clean glasses and fresh water. Also on the tray, was a small glass of the freshest orange juice you'd ever tasted. The clock on the wall read 9AM - it was time your first official day to start.

You opened the door and went into the long narrow hallway where directly across, slept Princess Margaret. You heard a small 'ding' coming from her room and the guards all looked towards you, signalling you to go in. "Good Morning" you smiled as you opened the curtains. She glared at you through the little gap left with the duvet pulled all the way up to her nose. "What in Gods name do you think your doing?" She snapped. "Close them quickly" she said, clutching her head. "Sorry" I gritted my teeth. For it was the first day and I'd already made a fool of myself.

She sat upright and looked over in my direction looking me up and down.
"We have a lot of errands to run today so have you got everything sorted" she said.
"Your outfit is just coming out of dry cleaning and I've arranged for one of your ladies to pick up a double espresso and some sparkling water"
"Perfect and transport?"
"All arranged - we leave at 1PM"

She looked at me curiously with her beautiful brown eyes. I felt butterflies. What the hell was I thinking - I mean Margaret was absolutely beautiful but never would I have thought about another person like that male or female I mean.. I had my darling Ray at home and Margaret was married to someone who I could never compete with and..

"Everything alright dear" Margaret smirked. "P-perfectly fine thanks" I said blushing. I quickly turned around to compose myself and then proceeded to head out of the room.

I hurried along to the dry cleaning area with a sense of embarrassment in my tummy until I reached Margaret's outfit that I had selected for her to wear today. A dark emerald green blazer with a matching skirt, tan tights and matching heels with a headband also to match.

I placed them in a black, clothes hanging bag to ensure there was no creasing and headed back to Margaret's bedroom. I knocked just before I entered and walked in.. to my surprise, Princess Margaret was already awake and fresh out of the shower in a short, white dressing gown that enhanced her figure. She unzipped the bag and to my delight, a huge smile spreaded across her face when she saw what I'd chosen for her..
"My my Miss Y/N you do have taste.."

As she slipped into the the little outfit, I couldn't help myself gazing in her direction. She noticed me but didn't say a word instead just smiled and shrugged as she pulled the skirt over the thin tights.

Throughout the day, me and Margaret got along wonderfully. I went with her to every appointment and to my delight, she was fascinated at everything I did.. chose ect. We eventually got back to Buckingham Palace at dusk and I proceeded to go back to my room.

"Night Ma'am" I said as I headed towards my door.

"Goodnight Y/N" she replied.