CHAPTER 54: 54:

Sue

I was so angry when I stormed back to my room in the slave quarters, feeling so annoyed that my hands shook at my sides. When Ada and Iris asked me what the problem was, I refrained from telling the reason why I was so annoyed because it would make me seem ridiculous to them because I’ve told them I want nothing to do with the princes, so i definitely shouldn’t be feeling angry that they chose to fuck Lyla.

I hated that I was feeling an ache in my chest right now. I might hate them, but they’re still my fated mate, which means I still hate the fact that they were fucking someone else.

I ended up laying down, but I was unable to get a wink of sleep. At a point, Ada and Iris told me it was time for us to go get our meal because no one would come serve us in here and that they’d be willing to come serve me in here but they won’t be allowed.

"It’s alright, I’ll come with you." I said to them as I forced myself off the bed and after them. In the large kitchen, it was harder to tune the snide remarks out cause there were a lot, seeing as all the maids of the Princes’ wing were gathered here right now.

"Just ignore them, my lady. They’re just jealous of you." Ada said to me with a small smile. I was nodding towards her when one of the slaves behind us snorted.

"My lady? That’s what you’re still calling her? She’s now a slave like the rest of us and that’s exactly what you should call her." The Slave barked out while those around her laughed loudly.

"How about you mind your business?" Iris shot at then but they only laughed while calling myself, Ada and Isis a bunch of loosers.

To me, these maids were all ridiculous and irreverent to me so I didn’t bother trying to respond to them. When it got to my turn for me to accept my meal, because we were all asked to line up for it, before I could get handed my own meal— lady Beatrice who was standing beside the server, asked her to wait.

"You," she said to me in a hard voice and I frowned at her in confusion.

"Yes?"

"You should go on your knees and apologies to me for merely existing." She suddenly said and I blanched, unable to believe my ears.

All the other maids laughed but she half heartedly shushed then before focusing on me again.

"I don’t understand... why should I do that? Others have been accepting their meals without any problems so I don’t understand why mine is different."

Lady Beatrice stared at me like she was seriously considering closing the distance between us to hit me across the face.

"You should do it cause your presence alone is making me sick, and don’t forget that you might be a princess back in your wretched pack, but here you’re now nothing but a maid. So, get on your knees right now."

I let out a scoff, unable to believe my ears.

"Sorry, but I can’t do that." I finally responded in a firm voice and the rest of the maids all let out gasps like they couldn’t believe that I dared to disagree, but did they seriously expect me to just get on my knees because she asked me to??

I might be forced to be a slave right now, but that’s the furthest thing from what I am.

"If you don’t do it, you’ll starve to death, cause comes tomorrow morning, I’ll ask you to do it again, and if you still refuse, you’ll sill have to do it by lunch and dinner. Let’s see if you’ll still be able to act stubborn after a full day." She said in a firm voice, her eyes holding so much hatred as she looked me over.

"And no one must dare to share their food with you. In fact, your roommates must not carry their foods to your shared room till you get on your knees for me. If they both chose to go against my order, they know the punishment already waiting for them." This time as she spoke, she glanced at Iris and Ada, and when I turned to stare at them, they had a worried expression on.

"It’s alright, guys. You don’t have to worry about me." I said to them in a firm voice, then I walked out of the queue and nags my way back to my new room. Once back in there, I was so annoyed while trying to figure out what that lady Beatrice’s issue was and why it suddenly seemed like she was out to make my life a living hell.

When Ada and Iris returned and I asked them if they had any idea why lady Beatrice was suddenly acting that way, they both shrugged at the same time.

"Perhaps because the princes used to fuck her in the past." Iris stated and my eyes widened, disbelief flooding my veins.

"Really??"

They nodded. "Yes. It’s been years, but she hasn’t been able to get over them, so in a way, we can see why she hates you so much, cause back then when they were fucking her, she used to gloat everyday that she’ll become their mate, but that never got to happen." Ada explained this tone and I let out a scoff while shaking my head.

"How many other people have the princes fuck here in this palace?" I asked and when the girls started to count on their fingers, I let out a laugh while disgust filled my blood.

WOW.

Those men were whores. Shameless, classless ones.

Before I could get a word out, the door of the bedroom was being wrenched open and lady Beatrice was standing in the doorway, a piece of paper in her hand. "Here’s a list of your daily task." She growled sharply, then she was flinging it on the ground and whirling away, the door slamming shut after her.

I rolled my eyes while scoffing.

Dramatic much?