Role

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Never ever I would have thought that I will be going to that person and that too asking for help. I was on the horse, riding towards that person's mansion. Although at this time of day, whoever would've seen me, they surely thought of me as a hoe. I choose horse because of two reasons, one they don't ask you why you're going and second, I like it and them. Well it's not like I don't have friends, I just don't have human friends. Animals are great creatures to befriend although they can't talk but that's the point of friendship right? You don't need to talk to tell your feelings, it's a relationship of hearts. And here I am, with my friend Red on a lonely path leading to my destination. He doesn't talk so much. My best friend, blue is sick. So I have to take Red with me. What kind of princess goes to a stranger's house at night? Not with a chauffeur but alone? Me. Because I'm vulnerable. Now standing in front of his door makes me rethink of my decision. But as soon as that thought came, the guards came. "Your highness Princess.... Danica? What are you doing here at this moment?" I seriously doubt that he was expecting someone else who's a princess. "I want to meet Lord Thomas. " I stated. And with straight back proceed inside the mansion. His mansion was showing his wealth. The money he has been stealing from the peasants and hard working farmers. "Princess, he is busy." The guard said. "Just tell me where he is or I'll find him." I said. I'm not going to give up. They looked towards each other. And then one of them spoke. "He is in the saloon Your Highness." Now that wasn't so hard was it. I smirked inwardly. I made my way there and as I entered the hall, he was sitting on the bar stool, glass in his hand filled with dark yellowish brown liquid. He was staring at it, and for a moment I thought they (both glass and him) are in intimate relationship. I cleared my throat. He looked up towards me with raised eyebrows. "Danicaaa? What a pleasant surpriseee.. do you want a drink..." He slurred the whole sentence. He was drunk. Well I can use it to my benefit then. I grabbed another stool and sat on it. "I don't drink." "What's the occasion of your arrival in my little home?" He was smiling from ear to ear. "I want your help Lord Thomas." I said it. Even though my pride was telling me to back off. He seemed surprised at that. "Help? You want my help?" Is he really trying to repeat myself? Even in his drunken state he was annoying the hell out of me. "Yes I want your help." I said with gritted teeth. "I will definitely help you princess... in what do you need my helppp." I searched around me whether there's anyone eavesdropping or not. When I found none I told him, keeping my voice low. "I want you to help me make my dad convince on something. " "In what?" Why can't he speak in my voice level? "To ship me off as a maid to Casiro-èn." "What!?" The sudden shock on his face was ma- "You want to go there as a maid! Why?" "You're not drunk." It was a statement. He smirked "You know me so well." I was just seconds away from jumping on him and choke him to death. "Why did you pretend to be drunk?" "My reasons." He shrugged. "But most importantly, you're here, to ask for my help, to make King Louis agree to ship you off as a maid." He said, repeating my every sentence once. "Yes. You don't have to repeat me." Oh God! Why did I even came here!? "And please keep your voice low." "Don't worry. The servants has gone to their quarters and the guards don't come here unless I call them." "But why? I mean why maid when you are a princess?" He asked me with a tilt of head. "I never thought of you as that kind of woman." My cheeks heat up at that. "I just want to know him. I mean I'm going to m-marry him, to spend my whole life with him. Don't I have the right to at least know the real him? Who he really is?" Why I am nervous? He was watching me with curious eyes. I rolled my eyes at him. "I chose to become his maid because that way I can know how he actually behaves, how he thinks, etcetera etcetera. I just want to know his inner self." "Inner self?" He asked with one brow raised. Mouth twitching. "Men" I muttered under my breath. "It's not what you think Thomas." "Then why don't you tell me what it is?" "I don't want any kind of quirky romance with him. Urgh! Just tell me are you going to help me or not? I'm not here to explain myself!" I was embarrassed but when I caught him looking at me, there was something I couldn't understand, or didn't want to understand. After a while, he said "Okay. I will help you but you have to do something for me." My eyes widened. Mind drifting to things which I shouldn't be thinking. "Not what you're thinking. I'll tell you once I talk to King Louis." I sighed in relief. "She never fails to surprise me." He muttered under his breath but I heard him. I wasn't dense that I won't understand what it means but it was making my head go round and round. It was making me confuse as hell. "If you really want to go there as a maid... No, why didn't you run away from here? I know you're being forced to marry him and running away seems like a good option right now. " "Like my father wouldn't search for me? He wants ME to marry that prince! Do you really think that he'll let go of me! That easily! When I am clearly an object for a peace treaty AND When I have told him about my plan!?" "You've told him already?" "Yes. Why do you think I want your help? I want you to convince him. Anyways he likes you more than me so for you, that will not be that hard to do." I glared at him. It was a miracle he wasn't buried yet. Yes. My glaring power was THAT strong, but not effective. "But I still don't understand, if you really want to know him, then why don't you send a spy who can bring information about him?" "I told I-" "Well that doesn't matter now, but you'll have a great role." He smirked at me. He didn't even let me finish my sentence. Again glaring at him "What kind of role?" "You know as a maid." I have a feeling it's more than that. "Where are you going?" "You want to discuss your role here?" "Yes.......?" "Don't you think it should be in privacy?" He was close, so close that his hot breath was fanning on my face, and the smell of alcohol was so intoxicating that I wanted to take a sip of it. Even though I haven't drink before. "My room will be good for our privacy, to discuss your role." He was looking at me in my eyes. I haven't noticed before that his oceanic blue eyes has brown speckles. I gulped down the saliva and was going to ask him what kind of role he's talking about but he cut me off from my own thoughts. "Don't worry I can never think of you that way." There was poison in his voice. Hatred. But somewhere deep down, my conscience was telling me that it's all a lie. And maybe his actions would've confirmed that but my unshed tears wouldn't let me think too briefly about that. As we made our way to his room, there was nothing in my mind. All blank. Not even the tears in my eyes, they evaporated as they came. When we reach his room, he turned and faced me. "So about your role....... _________________________________________ That night I couldn't sleep, not even after taking sleep potion made by pharmacists. Thinking about everything happened in my life till now. Past, present and I feared to even think about my future. Is it really what I wanted? The obvious answer is no. After discussing about my role with Thomas my mind is only thinking about it's consequences, negative impacts of it. I'm afraid. But that doesn't mean I'm going to give up. Not anymore. _________________________________________ Hey lovely peoples Thanks for votes and beautiful comments on previous chapters. Those just made me update today. So...... what role were they discussing about?? Any thoughts?? If you like it then don't forget to VOTE COMMENT AND SHARE. Love ❤❤ Saph~
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