Royal Prince and His maid

Two lives apart!

She was confused, there was no point of taking those medicine when she really didn’t want to raise that child. No one wants a big burden on their head to get heavier. She threw those medicine aside in anguish.

Laying on her bed she continuously stared at the fastening fan above her head. Her eyes were stuck onto the middle of it as if she forgot blinking.

This was her one-room house in which she lived in rent. She remembers how she came to live here when she was fifteen. In those rainy days, when the roads were chocked due to heavy downpour. But some screams was heavier than that water stream. It was coming out of the window of an apartment.

“This shameless b***h…look at these flowers and chocolates…she is here just to ruin her cousin…” How she was beaten by her aunt in her fifteens when they found a bouquet of flowers and chocolates in front of their house.

They assumed it would belong to Anastasia and almost scratched her hair and torn skin.

“No auntie, I don’t know about it… It’s not mine... it's not...” within she completes one sentence, a slap was stroking on her face. Anastasia was screaming and continuously struggling to save herself from their wicked slaps. But finally she was knocked out of the house.

She cannot take the help of anyone of them. She has one granny of her acquaintance but she is too old, it’s not good for her to be troubled.

Anastasia stood up from her bed. She immediately opened a wardrobe and then her locker.

She has kept enough amount of money in her savings in order to complete her high school studies.

“I should have postpone my high school for a year. Because if I really don’t abort this child, I have to really back out from school.” She took out that money and count it again and again.

Twelve hundred euros. She thoughts that’s a enough money for her abortion.

With little afraid mind, she slept on her bed. She just waited for another day.

She stared at her stomach. She didn’t get any bump or anything but she didn’t know why she felt like rubbing it. She was feeling weird whenever she saw her stomach. Her hand automatically went on her stomach and caressed it a little.

It was a dark full moon night. The cold winter was giving chills to everyone. Only a few people were on the street with their leather coats. Even animals were searching for some warm place to sleep.

But there was some different view in the club.

The entire club became less visible due to smoke. Girls were dancing half nude on the dancing floor. The taste of alcohol was merged in the surroundings. The inside atmosphere was quite noisy than the outside.

Prince Stephen and Dalton were at the club.

“Who could be that woman? Where she disappeared.” Stephen was staring the blue wine in the glass with his sharp green gaze. His tapered eyes were not able to forget her charm since that day.

“It’s been two months. Are you still want to find that woman. What if she just a mere slut otherwise no one has a dare to disappear from your gaze.” Dalton took a sip of his glass.

He saw some weird behaviour of Stephen these days. He should be on the floor with that woman instead of drinking wine at the corner.

“I think you are right. May be this happen to me for the first time thats why that woman is not vanishing from my mind.” Other women who slept with Stephen has tried their best to be his consort. They used to approach him every next day but this woman has not even said anything.

“You should enjoy it, I have to go now.” Dalton looked at his watch and hurried.

“Why? It’s just one.” Stephen was shocked. It was around one in the night and Dalton was leaving him.

“I have to see someone.” Dalton recalled the woman he kicked by his car. He didn't see her since afternoon.

“Who?” Stephen’s eyes sharpen.

“Someone…I want to know her…I don’t know her name either.” Dalton said with shy smile on his face. Stephen felt awkward when Dalton told him about that woman. The way Dalton explaining about that girl, raising fire in his heart. He started feeling jealous in his mind.

“Hey stop okay…” He pushed Dalton lightly but still in a funny way.

Suddenly Stephen got a call from the secretary of the king. The secretary said something that made Stephen worried. It was obviously some bad news from the palace. He immediately rushed over to the Brixton palace with Prince Dalton.

The entire palace was silent like any funeral room. The entire maid and servants were standing in a line in a hall. His brother Prince Philip was already standing outside of the room. His handsome face became tensed today. He was waiting for Prince Stephen. As Stephen arrived, they both entered in the room.

“Stephen..Philip…” King called his sons inside the bedroom he was laying. He was continuously coughing and shivering from cold. He looked weak day by day. His face looked tired and it has lost its brightness.it was clearly seen that king became older.

His both sons came inside and stood beside him with down their heads. They were worried about the health of a king. All the physicians left the room as soon as both prince arrived there.

“Dad…are you alright?” Philip asked with concerned. They both helped the king to sit on his bed.

“Yeh…I asked you here because I want to see you both marry before I die.” King told the wish he had. Stephen and Philip was shocked to hear that. The King called them in the middle of the night just to talk about their marriage.

“But dad…I am just twenty-three…” Stephen was not ready to marry at this age. He objected the King

“I have not asked you. It's my order.” the king said to Stephen harshly. Stephen pressed his lips with a ferocious look on his face. He strongly disagreed with The King.

“Don't worry, I decided to engage you with Lilibet, your childhood friend. And for Philip, I would search a suitable girl for her. Both wedding would be held at one day.” King ordered them. Both the prince came out of the room.