Lucky

Alexander was amused by the whole thing of torturing her. He knew that it affected her feelings but he didn't care. All he wanted for now was to see her suffer a little and have a taste of her new duty as his personal maid. Little did he know that she also devised a plan to end his madness.

The door creaked and Alexander made himself busy with the book. He could hear her footsteps from afar but pretended to be serious. The door to the bathroom flew open and as serious as Alexander was, he got immersed in the book. One could even see him frowning as if he didn't understand a certain concept in the book. He was truly the king of dramas.

"Your water is here your highness. This should be enough to cool it." Isadora said breaking the ominous silence. If this prince thought that he was smarter than her, then he was wrong. She was ten steps ahead of him.

Alexander lifted his gaze slowly and glanced at her direction. His face turned a few shades darker when he saw what she had brought. This woman was definitely one of a kind. She had brought more than ten jars of water at the same time! That meant that he could torture her no more. She was wise indeed!

"How did you manage to carry all those by yourself?" He asked pointing at the jars that were placed beside the tub. Of course no human could carry all those jars at one go. Someone had probably helped her.

"I told the palace guards that you ordered them to bring cold water in your room." So that was what she did. She was indeed a cunning fox. Of course the knights would respect the order, especially given that it had been relayed by his personal maid. He hated giving her that title for once. But then an idea suddenly struck his naughty mind. He had to look for a way to torture her before the day ends.

"I actually don't feel like bathing this time," he said scratching his bare back. "Can you take these jars out of the room." He said grinning at her. This would serve him better than the previous torture. And he knew that this time she would not call the guards. They would think that she was playing games with them.

Isadora frowned the nth time, staring daggers at the prince. If looks could kill, Alexander would be long dead. This man really wanted to punish her at any available opportunity. She bent and took two jars, her gaze never leaving his. They just stared at each other, each with different emotions. One was amused by the whole thing while the other felt like killing someone that instant. This bastard! She thought. He was only taking advantage of her because she was a maid.

She took one last cold glance at him before exiting the room. It would definitely take an hour or two to empty all those jars from that room. That was a far more harsh punishment than the last one.

Isadora came across the head maid in the hallways. Her name was Jessica, a fat woman whose temperament alternated from good to bad. She was strict to the maids but also kind at the same time. However, she didn't know Isadora that much as she had only worked for two days. At her first day, she had allocated Isadora to the queen's room but seeing her exit Alexander's room piqued her interest.

"Hello ma'am," Isadora called her respectfully, halting in her tracks.

"Away with the formalities. What were you doing in the Prince's room? I just saw you coming from there now." She asked putting a serious face.

"The fact is….He just appointed me as his personal maid." She could only tell the truth. The head maid looked at her with envy. Amongst the maids, that position was as important as a Lady In Waiting. In fact, the two played the same role. But a personal maid had to wear uniform. That was the only distinguishing difference. And seeing that Isadora had only worked for two days, she was just one lucky woman.

However, Isadora didn't see it the same way as the others would. The reason to it only she knew. That bastard was taking advantage of her and…She couldn't even bring herself to think what he had in store for her next. Was he even a gentleman?

"You are so lucky. Not many are able to get that position even after working here for many years. Don't do something stupid lest you lose that position." The head maid advised. And with that, she left. Of course any other person would see it the way she did. But to Isadora, the whole experience as his personal maid was a story not many would like to hear. It was simply a living hell!

She had just worked for not more than four hours and she was already regretting it. 'Maybe I should have asked the head maid to replace me.' She thought while pouring the water for the nth time. The hot sun did not settle well with her. She had to ascend and descend those grand stairs for who knows when.

"Only two to go." She said encouraging herself. After what seemed like eternity, she was finally done. Her back and legs were aching from the whole experiencing. Does he even have a shred of humanity. She kept asking herself.

Alexander had sat quietly reading the book, which he didn't even know the title, as he took quick glances at the working woman. He could not help but feel pity for her. And he regretted for making her work like this. What if she hated him more than coming closer to him? Of course he could not watch her the whole day. Thinking of it, he was about to tell her to stop when she walked up to him, her hands on her back.

"I'm done, your highness," she said, her face distorted in fatigue. It was truly a sight to behold. She looked like a fairy. Her every action seemed to make her even more beautiful.

Alexander closed the unread book and placed it on the shelve. Looking at the area, he asserted that she had surely completed the task.

"Well done." He said while standing from his seat. "You can now leave." And with that, he released his towel ready for a bath. He looked at her straight in the eyes but Isadora avoided his gaze. Instead, she looked at the other direction.

This man was so shameless. He had just undressed in front of her. Was he seducing her? Her gaze travelled to his chest and was tempted to travel southwards but she immediately averted her gaze. You can now leave. Yes! He had told her that she could leave.

"If you want anything else, you can call me." She said bowing deeply and left the room, her cheeks flushed red. She was afraid that if she stayed for more than one minute, he could actually do something to her. And who knew what ran through that naughty head of his.