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
"I don't want a party!" Azalea remembered Ayden's words to the king the previous day, as she restructured her plans to make the prince's party a remarkable one. It was Ayden's birthday party the next day and he had said nothing to anyone, as he didn't even seem so glad about that fact. It was not really anything huge since he still felt so terrible with himself, that he had still not shifted into his wolf form even till twenty. It made him feel less so terrible and bad even if he tried to hide it.Ayden had told Azalea that she shouldn't go back to sleep at the cramped maid's room, as he made a very comfortable space at his room for her. But whenever he had slept in the night, she would sneak out to join the other personal maids at where they slept. She has always thought that prince would not really understand how tough the palace could get for a maid, when that kind of relationship between a master and a maid, becomes a topic for main talks around the palace walls. She had alw
The mood around the room was somewhat gloomy, with Ayden checking out the dozens of clothes he had. Azalea who had tried to pick out the perfect ones for him, soon gave up after the young prince didn't seem satisfied by anyone. "Can you imagine? I have to at the palace on or before six in the evening. Am I young child? What a joke!" Ayden exclaimed angrily, as he finally found something he felt like he could wear. "It is at least nice that you can leave the palace freely now. It is probably for your own safety too," Azalea said, trying to comfort her master who didn't seem moved the slightest by such words. He just struggled angrily with the cloth he wanted to wear."It is just because everyone sees me as a joke," he spat again, as he stood in front of the mirror to dress himself, "Then the king said if I am able to show him I have basic defending skills, he would let me be free by myself. I have never even held a sword before, talk less of swinging it!" He hissed again and again, a