CHAPTER 59: 59: A NICE BEATING

Sue

I wasn’t served breakfast again cause I didn’t go down on my knees to beg lady Beatrice, and I refuse to do that no matter what.

Which was why while everyone was having breakfast, I was informed by one of the maids that lady Lyla had sent for me.

I reluctantly dragged myself over to her room and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Her ridiculously high pitched voice called out snc I took in a long breath before stepping in, and the sight of her lounging alone in a large bed welcomed me.

"Come closer." She called out and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as I stepped closer to her, taking in her facial expression. It doesn’t look vile, just curious, but I knew better than to fall for it.

"So... I heard you’re the fated mate of the princes, but apparently they’re no longer getting married to you. I feel sad for you." She said in a soft voice mixed with laughter once I was standing beside her bed.

I remained silent and she continued. "Tell me, did they reject you? Is that it?" She continued and I pursed my lips.

"What do you want?" I demanded cause I was cranky and hungry right now, this is the last place I wanna be at right now.

"Well... I just wanted to take a good look at you." She drawled and I huffed, feeling extremely irritated. The sight of her lovely face was enough to make me annoyed cause I cab remember how she was moaning while being fucked by the princes.

"Can I leave now?" I asked and she scoffed, all traces of playfulness wiped off her face as she slid out of her bed and came to stand before me.

"Of course you can’t. I’d like to send you on a few errands.

I let out a scoff this time around. "Well, as a personal maid of the princes, I can’t serve you as well, so you can’t send me any errand."

The shocked expression on her face was quite comical.

"What?? You dare to talk back to me? You’re literally nothing but a slave right now!" She snapped and I rolled my eyes.

"I have nothing to say to you. If that’s all, I’d like to leave right now." I informed her, then without waiting for a response, I turned to leave.

However, a sharp pull on my hair almost made me lose my footing.

"How dare you?? Huh??" She yelled as her grip in her hair tightened. "I’ll teach you a lesson today!" She thundered!

I might have reminded myself that I wasn’t supposed to be fighting her now that I was a slave, but all rational thoughts of mine flew out the window since the moment she put her hands on me.

Which was why when I turned around and grabbed her throat, I threw her into the nearest wall and she collapsed to the ground with a sickening thud.

Oh shit.

My eyes widened as I began to worry if I hadn’t caused her too much harm.

However, she let out a loud screech as she got to her feet and charged at me. I dodged her slaps and kicks, then I delivered a hard punch into her side that had her falling to her knees with a pained groan leaving her lips. When she attempted to stand this time, she collapsed again.

"You bitch!!!" I’ll really get you!" She screeched loudly while I scoffed in irritation, then I crouched before her and grabbed a handful of her hair to jerk her head back.

"Look. I have no issue with you. Just leave me alone, don’t try to start unnecessary issues with me cause resnkfuk, I have bigger issues on my plate than to engage in cat fights with you. Plus, I don’t wanna hurt you, so... for your own good, stay away from me."

By the time I was done, she let out a loud crackle before spitting on my face.

"You bitch. I’ll tear your face apart with my hands!" She screeched loudly.

I let out a long sigh, then I wiped off the spit and massaged it over her forehead while she screamed bloody murder. Once I was done, I slapped her across the face for good measures, then I wiped my hand off on her cloth.

"I already warned you." I said after letting go of her hair and rising to my feet.

When I turned away to leave, she screamed profanities my way, but I ignored them all and slammed her door closed after leaving.

I had a feeling I’d regret what I just did, but I wasn’t sure I cared right now, especially seeing as comes tomorrow which is the princes wedding day, I’d try my possible best to slip away and run for my dear life.

Sure, I wouldn’t have a destination in mind— but anywhere else was better than being used as a slave and nothing more here.

I was leaving Lyla’s room when I came across Prince Hugo in all his glory, and at once, a wild grin split across my face.

As he approached me, he had a warm grin as well and on getting close to me, he leaned forward to brush a kiss against my cheek, his warm scent filling up my lungs.

"Ah, gorgeous angel... we meet again, and this is no coincidence... I came here to see you today." He revealed and a grin tugged at my lips as I glanced away, feeling a little shy and very flattered.

"That’s... sweet." I offered and he hummed before holding his hand out for me, and I was glad that I stopped to wash my hands before running into him— and so I accepted his offered hand, then we began to walk side by side.

"So, how have you been?" He asked and I shrugged.

"As you can see, not very good." I muttered and he hummed again.

"I heard from my brother." He stated and when I frowned up at him, he added. "Archer is my brother."

"Ohh." I muttered, feeling genuinely surprised, then I added.

"You and your brothers are so gentle manly..." I mumbled, which was the truth. So far, they had treated me way better than my supposed fated mate had ever done.

"We try our best." He muttered almost bashfully and I laughed, feeling lighthearted for the first time since yesterday.

We were currently walking in the compound of the palace, and his guards were tailing us from a respectable distance. I was feeling a little embarrassed to be walking alongside him in such a shabby maid dress, but he didn’t seem to mind, so I tried not to think about that too much right now.

We were about to take a turn when we came across the triplets, and they looked very furious as they approached us in fierce footsteps.