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Maid for you - Chapter 10
As the moon rose in the evening sky, Endymion was ready to
greet his guests. As he stood by the doors, awaiting their
arrival his mind drifted back to the conversation he'd had
with Serena half an hour ago.
"Do I look alright Serena? Is my cape straight?" He'd asked.
She had laughed at his apprehension. As if he could ever
look bad!
"You look wonderful!" She'd replied. "The new armour suits
you." She'd slipped up to him then and whispered in his
ear. "But it would look better off!" His mouth had dropped,
she was not usually so forward, but the idea was appealing,
he'd had to admit! But no, he had to spend the evening with
his parent's political guests.
He sighed.
The banging of doors brought him back to the present and
he looked up. Entering the hall was Lord Loughridge, his
wife, Lady Isabella and their sixteen-year-old daughter,
Rebecca. Plastering on a smile, he went to greet them.
"Greetings Lord Loughridge, Lady Isabella. It is a
pleasure to have you here." He bowed.
"Oh, you are most kind, your highness!" Isabella replied.
Endymion's smile grew even more forced as Isabella ushered
forward the teenager behind her. "This is my daughter,
Rebecca. It is her first time at the Palace." Politely, He
bowed again in greeting.
"Welcome, Lady." He lied. "I do hope you enjoy your
evening."
"Ooh!" She giggled in delight. "That's soooo kind of you,
your highness! I do hope we can get to know each other
better!" Endymion began to feel ill.
"Not if I have anything to do with it." He thought darkly.
As the evening went on however, she proved to be
impossible to avoid. She managed to sit opposite him at
dinner at spent the entire time making puppy-dog eyes at
him. Endymion tried his hardest to avoid her gaze, but was
forced to look at her and smile when he caught his father
glaring at him. This only served to make the situation
worse.
When dinner was over the King and Queen began to dance
with each other, as did the Lord and Lady Loughridge.
Endymion planted himself firmly in a chair while Rebecca
continued to stare at him from the other side of the room.
Eventually, King Sol tired of the girls looks. He walked
over to his son.
"For heavens sake Endymion, Dance with the girl! She has
been looking at you like a lost puppy all evening!"
"No Father!" Endymion protested "That will only make it
worse!" King Sol glared at his son.
"That was not a request Endymion. Dance with her."
Inwardly, Endymion groaned. There was no arguing with his
father when he used that tone of voice. He was going to
have to dance. With a great sigh that his father noticed
and ignored, the Prince stood and walked over to Rebecca
Loughridge.
He came to halt in front of her and bowed. Steeling
himself, he spoke the words.
"Would you dance with me Lady?" She squealed and threw
herself at him. Plastering on a smile he led her to the
dance floor. "This is a very bad idea."
By the end of the evening, his feet felt like they had
been trampled by a hundred horses. So interested Rebecca
had been in keeping her arms around his neck, that she had
not been looking where she had been putting her feel. Now
they were finally leaving and Endymion was extremely
grateful. She had clung to him like a leech for most of the
evening and his patience was wearing very thin.
Serena was on her way back to their room after spending
the evening with Maggie. As she rounded a corner she saw
two waitresses just coming off of duty.
"Did you see the prince and Lady Rebecca?" Said one.
"Yes." The other replied. "She and the prince danced for a
long time! Perhaps something more will come of it!" Her
companion agreed.
"He is at the age for marriage after all."
Serena froze. She could not believe what she was hearing.
"No!" she cried silently, "It can't be! He wouldn't! He
wouldn't - Would he?" Doubts began to creep into her mind.
If those waitresses had noticed, they must have danced a
lot. She felt like her heart was breaking. "Why?" She
thought as the tears began to fall. "Why would he betray me
now?"
Confused and upset, she stumbled into the room. Not
knowing what else to do, she flung herself onto the bed and
cried.
Endymion strode firmly down the hall. The nightmare
evening was finally over and he could return to Serena.
With a smile, he realised that she was probably already in
bed and waiting for him. He reached the door and went in.
The smile on his face died the moment he entered the room.
Serena was curled up on the bed, sobbing. Horrified, he
rushed over.
"Serena! What's wrong?!" He cried in dismay. Her reply
stunned him.
"Go away!"
"What?!" He cried. "Serena, what's wrong? Have I upset you
somehow? Please tell me!"
She raised her tear-stained face and looked at him for a
moment. Then she jumped off the bed and ran into her own
room, slamming the door behind her.
Endymion was totally confused. He had no idea what was
wrong and it scared him. She had been fine earlier that
evening. He walked quickly to her door and opened it, glad
that it had no lock. Entering, he saw Serena lying face
down on the bed. Slowly, he sat down next to her.
"Serena? Please, tell me what's wrong. You're scaring me."
At this, she raised her head. Him? Scared? She had not
thought it possible. Swallowing her tears she answered.
"You said t-that you'd a-always l-love me!" She sobbed,
speaking as quickly as she could. At her words, Endymion's
confusion deepened.
"But I do love you Serena! Surely you know that by now!"
Her response came a moment later.
"I-if you l-loved me, then y-you wouldn't have spent all
evening with t-that o-other girl!" As she broke into fresh
tears, comprehension dawned on Endymion.
"Rebecca! She knows somehow that I was dancing with her
and thinks that I, that I actually - ugh!" He could not
bring himself to complete the thought. He put his hand on
Serena's shoulder. "Serena, Love, I don't know what you
heard, but we only danced because my father made me. I
couldn't stand her Serena, she was like a leech clinging to
me!" Serena looked up, her eyes full of hope.
"Really?" She asked. He nodded.
"Really. Serena, don't you trust me?" He whispered, the
hurt evident in his voice. His words went straight so
Serena's heart. How could she doubt him?
"I -I do trust you, it's just that…….." he trailed off.
"Just what, Serena. Come on, It's okay." He encouraged.
"All those other girls!" She cried out. "They're all
ladies and countesses and nobility! They're prettier and
smarter than I could ever be! I can't compare! They
outshine me in every way! I'm just a servant."
Endymion was shocked at her insecurities. Did she really
think so little of herself? He Pulled her into his arms and
held her close.
"You are wrong Serena." He told her. "It is they who can't
compare, you could outshine the brightest star if you so
wished. You are beautiful, clever and the princess of my
heart. I love you for you Serena, titles mean nothing to
me." She knew he spoke the truth.
"I'm sorry." She whispered. "I'm sorry I doubted you. I
love you Endymion."
"I love you too Serena. I'd die for you if I had to." He
gently kissed the top of her head.
"I pray it never comes to that." She said. "I couldn't
bear to live without you." He smiled. "Don't worry. I'm not
planning on going anywhere for a very long time." He lifted
her head and looked into her eyes. "Come to bed now?
Please?" She nodded and he picked her up and carried her
into his room.
They did not make love that night, but simply contented
themselves with being close. Serena eventually fell asleep
in Endymion's arms as he gently stroked her hair.
End Chapter 10
Maid for you - Chapter 10
As the moon rose in the evening sky, Endymion was ready to
greet his guests. As he stood by the doors, awaiting their
arrival his mind drifted back to the conversation he'd had
with Serena half an hour ago.
"Do I look alright Serena? Is my cape straight?" He'd asked.
She had laughed at his apprehension. As if he could ever
look bad!
"You look wonderful!" She'd replied. "The new armour suits
you." She'd slipped up to him then and whispered in his
ear. "But it would look better off!" His mouth had dropped,
she was not usually so forward, but the idea was appealing,
he'd had to admit! But no, he had to spend the evening with
his parent's political guests.
He sighed.
The banging of doors brought him back to the present and
he looked up. Entering the hall was Lord Loughridge, his
wife, Lady Isabella and their sixteen-year-old daughter,
Rebecca. Plastering on a smile, he went to greet them.
"Greetings Lord Loughridge, Lady Isabella. It is a
pleasure to have you here." He bowed.
"Oh, you are most kind, your highness!" Isabella replied.
Endymion's smile grew even more forced as Isabella ushered
forward the teenager behind her. "This is my daughter,
Rebecca. It is her first time at the Palace." Politely, He
bowed again in greeting.
"Welcome, Lady." He lied. "I do hope you enjoy your
evening."
"Ooh!" She giggled in delight. "That's soooo kind of you,
your highness! I do hope we can get to know each other
better!" Endymion began to feel ill.
"Not if I have anything to do with it." He thought darkly.
As the evening went on however, she proved to be
impossible to avoid. She managed to sit opposite him at
dinner at spent the entire time making puppy-dog eyes at
him. Endymion tried his hardest to avoid her gaze, but was
forced to look at her and smile when he caught his father
glaring at him. This only served to make the situation
worse.
When dinner was over the King and Queen began to dance
with each other, as did the Lord and Lady Loughridge.
Endymion planted himself firmly in a chair while Rebecca
continued to stare at him from the other side of the room.
Eventually, King Sol tired of the girls looks. He walked
over to his son.
"For heavens sake Endymion, Dance with the girl! She has
been looking at you like a lost puppy all evening!"
"No Father!" Endymion protested "That will only make it
worse!" King Sol glared at his son.
"That was not a request Endymion. Dance with her."
Inwardly, Endymion groaned. There was no arguing with his
father when he used that tone of voice. He was going to
have to dance. With a great sigh that his father noticed
and ignored, the Prince stood and walked over to Rebecca
Loughridge.
He came to halt in front of her and bowed. Steeling
himself, he spoke the words.
"Would you dance with me Lady?" She squealed and threw
herself at him. Plastering on a smile he led her to the
dance floor. "This is a very bad idea."
By the end of the evening, his feet felt like they had
been trampled by a hundred horses. So interested Rebecca
had been in keeping her arms around his neck, that she had
not been looking where she had been putting her feel. Now
they were finally leaving and Endymion was extremely
grateful. She had clung to him like a leech for most of the
evening and his patience was wearing very thin.
Serena was on her way back to their room after spending
the evening with Maggie. As she rounded a corner she saw
two waitresses just coming off of duty.
"Did you see the prince and Lady Rebecca?" Said one.
"Yes." The other replied. "She and the prince danced for a
long time! Perhaps something more will come of it!" Her
companion agreed.
"He is at the age for marriage after all."
Serena froze. She could not believe what she was hearing.
"No!" she cried silently, "It can't be! He wouldn't! He
wouldn't - Would he?" Doubts began to creep into her mind.
If those waitresses had noticed, they must have danced a
lot. She felt like her heart was breaking. "Why?" She
thought as the tears began to fall. "Why would he betray me
now?"
Confused and upset, she stumbled into the room. Not
knowing what else to do, she flung herself onto the bed and
cried.
Endymion strode firmly down the hall. The nightmare
evening was finally over and he could return to Serena.
With a smile, he realised that she was probably already in
bed and waiting for him. He reached the door and went in.
The smile on his face died the moment he entered the room.
Serena was curled up on the bed, sobbing. Horrified, he
rushed over.
"Serena! What's wrong?!" He cried in dismay. Her reply
stunned him.
"Go away!"
"What?!" He cried. "Serena, what's wrong? Have I upset you
somehow? Please tell me!"
She raised her tear-stained face and looked at him for a
moment. Then she jumped off the bed and ran into her own
room, slamming the door behind her.
Endymion was totally confused. He had no idea what was
wrong and it scared him. She had been fine earlier that
evening. He walked quickly to her door and opened it, glad
that it had no lock. Entering, he saw Serena lying face
down on the bed. Slowly, he sat down next to her.
"Serena? Please, tell me what's wrong. You're scaring me."
At this, she raised her head. Him? Scared? She had not
thought it possible. Swallowing her tears she answered.
"You said t-that you'd a-always l-love me!" She sobbed,
speaking as quickly as she could. At her words, Endymion's
confusion deepened.
"But I do love you Serena! Surely you know that by now!"
Her response came a moment later.
"I-if you l-loved me, then y-you wouldn't have spent all
evening with t-that o-other girl!" As she broke into fresh
tears, comprehension dawned on Endymion.
"Rebecca! She knows somehow that I was dancing with her
and thinks that I, that I actually - ugh!" He could not
bring himself to complete the thought. He put his hand on
Serena's shoulder. "Serena, Love, I don't know what you
heard, but we only danced because my father made me. I
couldn't stand her Serena, she was like a leech clinging to
me!" Serena looked up, her eyes full of hope.
"Really?" She asked. He nodded.
"Really. Serena, don't you trust me?" He whispered, the
hurt evident in his voice. His words went straight so
Serena's heart. How could she doubt him?
"I -I do trust you, it's just that…….." he trailed off.
"Just what, Serena. Come on, It's okay." He encouraged.
"All those other girls!" She cried out. "They're all
ladies and countesses and nobility! They're prettier and
smarter than I could ever be! I can't compare! They
outshine me in every way! I'm just a servant."
Endymion was shocked at her insecurities. Did she really
think so little of herself? He Pulled her into his arms and
held her close.
"You are wrong Serena." He told her. "It is they who can't
compare, you could outshine the brightest star if you so
wished. You are beautiful, clever and the princess of my
heart. I love you for you Serena, titles mean nothing to
me." She knew he spoke the truth.
"I'm sorry." She whispered. "I'm sorry I doubted you. I
love you Endymion."
"I love you too Serena. I'd die for you if I had to." He
gently kissed the top of her head.
"I pray it never comes to that." She said. "I couldn't
bear to live without you." He smiled. "Don't worry. I'm not
planning on going anywhere for a very long time." He lifted
her head and looked into her eyes. "Come to bed now?
Please?" She nodded and he picked her up and carried her
into his room.
They did not make love that night, but simply contented
themselves with being close. Serena eventually fell asleep
in Endymion's arms as he gently stroked her hair.
End Chapter 10