Ayden who was about to take his sit from the tiredness that was engulfing him, had heard his maid say she wanted to say something to him. He wondered what she could possibly want to say, that made her have on her face a serious look. Azalea who had watched how bad the poison was already affecting his standing posture, and the extremely tired expression he had on his face like someone who had not slept for days."I think you should rest, you look to tired to even stand straight," she quickly changed what she was really going to say, and went over to his bed to open the cloth covers for him to enter into. "The queen wants you this time around to act really nice, and get to me right?" He asked sarcastically, and snatched the bed covers from her hand before laying down on his bed. He had forgotten that he didn't even lock the door for her to leave, and it was going to be a real hassle for him to stand up again. "Do you want to go to the royal infirmary?" She asked him, concerned tha
Azalea could hear the loud rumbling sound of her hungry stomach, and the disgusting failed retching effect it gave to her throat. It was past noon and she had not gone to get her food, among the ones that would have been served to the maids and workers in the morning. Turning to see the breakfast that Ayden had left untouched, she opened it to find a nice and mouth watering breakfast served it the plates. Without further ado, Azalea picked up the golden spoon meant for the royals and wolfed down the food hungrily. She ate every serving of the food, and moved to the fruits that had been served alongside with the meal. She picked the grapes one by one into her mouth with her right hand, and holding the book of medicine on her left as she fixed her gaze on it intently. She moved to the room window where there was better light instinctively, as she flipped through the pages concerned and centred about poisoning. Her eyes constantly wandered to Ayden's direction where he laid, to
The maids walked with their heads bowed to the ground, as they made their way into the room by the head maid's instructions. She choose three of the maids including Azalea, to enter inside and serve the wine to the guests. In an arranged order, they made their way into the room according to the way they were ordered. Azalea whose head was still bowed down walked over to the guests side, to serve them the wine that she had with her. She suddenly thought her heart would drop when she heard a familiar voice, with same peevishness and sauciness it was always laced with."Make sure the wine does not spill on my dress!" 'Goodness! Is that not Coral's voice?' Azalea's subconsciousness rang, as she tried to squint her eyes to the side. To be sure if he she had heard right, or if her ears were doing the trick. She was sure it was Coral.'That means Hendrix is here too. And the entire Haystars family!' her head screamed in her mind again. A feeling of uneasiness formed in her heart, wondering
Azalea had a long and restless night again, because of different maids with their own different sleeping habits. There were some who snored or talked loudly in their sleep, while there were some that moved from their own mat, to another's and sleep on the person. To make matters worse was that, no matter how much they opened the window in the room, it was still always stuffy. She had woken up since dawn and had kept an open eyes till the bright morning, already sure that she would probably sleep off during her service to Ayden. Right before she left his room, she made sure he wore no upper clothing, and opened all the windows for aeration. She could not afford him getting stiffened in heat through the night. Immediately the door to the room of the maids was opened for them to go out, Azalea jumped out and made her way quickly right to Ayden's room. Sure no one was around, she quickly inserted the key into the lock and opened it. She could not afford to hear rumors like; she ha
The preparations for the king's upcoming birthday feast had began fully around the palace, with every servant working in every way they could, to clean the outdoor hall at the palace. There were painters around repainting every wall of the palace in naturally made colour pigments, and more chairs and tables were being brought into the palace outdoor hall by some others too. Just right across the twins hallway, Eadlin could be spotted walking hurriedly to her twin sister's room with a huge grin on her face. She heard words of it that Edla was refusing to eat that morning, and that she had sent every of her maids away in anger never to be seen around her again anymore. That put fear in the heart of the girls, because none of them would like to work outside the palace rooms, even if Edla was such an annoying stuck-up. Eadlin who had tried to open the room but found her door locked, thought of something that would make Edla open the door, without she having to stress herself o
Azalea sat beside Ayden's bed where he laid still, watching intently every inch of him for any movement. She had been trying to hold her scared feelings to herself, as she encouraged in her mind that Ayden would wake up soon. Watching the night get darker and darker with not many soul still awake, she sniffled often and often trying hard not to let the tears making her eyes glassy pour down. "Master, stop lying there like a log of wood and just pick yourself up. I've been trying to hope strongly that you would wake up soon, but it is almost one day already and you are still not moving," she sniffled again and rocked his body gently. The thought of anything happening to Ayden mumbled her thoughts into anxiety. If he by any chance lost his life in the process, then she was in every way guilty to death; For killing a member of the royal family, for practicing a technique she knew not much about, for being failure and for interfering into matters that did not concern her in any way.
"What..why..?" Ayden stuttered with his eyes still bulging out, and his right hand pointing to the direction of her hair. Azalea quickly held the hair in her left hand and tried to roll it up immediately. "I've been keeping it since I was young, since my mother did not the hair for a long time. I think I am ready to cut it now though," Azalea rushed her words, as she tried to fold her hair into three equal places of desirable length, before using a tie to hold the tip end of to the hair, to the beginning of her hair extension. "Do you need help cutting that?" Ayden stuttered again as his scratched his head, "I should at least start doing ........" "Do not worry, master. I should go run a hot bath for you now, so you can wash your body and your hair. Then I would go to the kitchen to go and get your breakfast, it has been a while since you've eaten well" Azalea cut in considerably. Azalea stared at the prince's body and could speculate that he had lost so much weight, especial
Hendrix tried to control his anger as he told the guards around, to send every lady that were at the party back to their home immediately. He stormed angrily towards the direction of his room, with his mother scurrying after him as fast as she could wondering what made her son so raged. "Hendrix wait. What is going on with you," Scarlett asked her son as she held the hem of her emerald green dress, following him into his room hurriedly which was far from where they had left. As soon as he got to the front of his room, he swung open the huge door by force and entered inside immediately. Though he was angry about what his mother did without telling him, but the anger he could feel within him was much greater than even the actions. "Hendrix, why did you chase every of guests away. They were here for you," his mother said immediately she had gotten to his room entryway and entered inside. "Did I say I wanted someone to marry?!" He almost yelled, trying to control the anger he was fe