Lily
“Lady Lilian,” the maids curtsy as they greet while I shake my head.
“You don’t have to do that.”
They give me that smile which tells me that nothing I say will change their attitude. Nana commanded them to pamper me. Naomi made it worse by giving me the “Lady” title for being her lady in waiting.
I don’t know much about royalty, but it should not even count because I am due to wed Vince this weekend. She still insisted.
I am on the corridor when I witness the altercation between her and her son. She shakes her head and lets out a sigh while he storms outside. I follow him and sit on the steps.
“Prince Lione.”
His head is bent over his lap. He does not lift it up even when I greet.
“Are you okay?”
He finally sits straight and looks at me. We get along well he and I.
“You
