Personal Maid

Isadora trotted behind the prince the way a child would with her mother. She however did not like this. Being a personal maid to a royalty meant that you would follow him or her everywhere he or she went until instructed otherwise. But thinking of the shameless prince, would he ever instruct her otherwise?

At the front, Alexander's face was filled with a wide evil smile. He knew that lady luck was on his side today. She would be his personal maid! That meant that he could see her beautiful face whenever and wherever he pleased. And who knew he might take it to another level.

Isadora knew that Princess Roselyn would be really pissed off by this. If she was an erupting volcano back then, she wondered what her reaction would be now that she was even more closer to him than before.

Alexander halted in front of a large door, breaking Isadora from her reverie. They had not spoken any word to each other since he gave the order. This made Isadora wonder what was swirling in his mind. Little did she know the wicked thoughts and ideas he had in store for her as her personal maid.

He pushed the door open and they were in the majestic room. The room was exaggeratingly extravagant. The furniture was furnished smoothly and gave off a reflecting surface that was smooth to the touch. Isadora could not help but run her fingers on the surface. At the far end of the room stood a king sized bed that was neatly kept. A small table and a night stand stood beside each side of the bed. The windows were open letting in the sunshine to pour into the room. It was truly a sight to behold.

Alexander stood at the far end of the room as he watched his personal maid admire his room. However, her look was nowhere close to that of a surprised person. It was as if she was used to seeing these kind of things but his was at another level. Had she worked as a personal maid again? That, he would ask her later. For now, he let her tour the room as she took in every detail of her surroundings.

"So this is your chamber?" She asked out of the blue, despite knowing the answer to the question.

"Yes," he said and walked up to where she was. "And your duty as my personal maid begins now." He said, flashing an evil smile. An idea had struck his mind as he watched her survey his room. What if I order her to bathe me? He had thought. Not that he had not bathed in the first place. In fact, he had visited the tub twice in a row today. But a little torture would not hurt. Besides, it was the responsibility of a personal maid to bathe her master.

Isadora's eyes twinkled. She had no idea what he meant by saying that her work begins now. What on earth was this shameless jerk planning to do? She knew that he would come up with a few tricks up his sleeve to get closer to her. But she wouldn't give in.

Alexander made for his closet and began to undress. He removed the royal robes first leaving only his pants and shirt. Isadora had not yet turned around so she did not know what he was doing. He then removed his shirt, revealing his perfect torso and abs to the golden rays of the sun.

"And what is my first task as your…."Isadora asked turning around but her words succumbed the moment she lay her gaze on him. This man just undressed while she was in here? How shameless. But she could not help but admire his upper body. It was well - toned, a perfect type any woman would have wished for. But she was not just any woman. She was not going to fall for his tricks. Thus, she turned around avoiding his gaze. What if things got out of hand if she lingered longer. Besides, she was also human. And humans have desires.

Alexander chuckled nervously at seeing her reaction. Was she always that shy? If his upper body alone was enough to distract her, how would she fair in the next task to come.

"The sun is very hot and I need to take a cool bath. What do you say to that?" He asked, covering his body with a towel.

Isadora knew that he was shameless. But she didn't expect this from him. At least not this sooner. As his personal maid, she had no right to object to his wishes, but to follow them accordingly. He was using this as an advantage to torment her. But she wouldn't give in easily.

"Sure, your highness." She said, sending a staged smile to him. Alexander was caught off guard by her reply. Would she not refuse and just walk out? It seems I am not the only daring one. He thought.

"Okay then. Follow me." He stood up and led the way to the bathroom. Isadora followed closely behind staring at his naked back emotionlessly. The bathroom was filled with steam that was coming from the hot water that was in the tub. Alexander approached the tub and inserted a finger inside. The water was moderately hot. But an idea struck his mind. How about I punish her a little? He thought.

"Ouch! This water is very hot." He said turning to her."Don't just stand there. Go and fetch some cold water and add it here to cool this." Isadora nodded and left the room. Alexander smiled wickedly after she had gone. He would make her suffer a little.

Alexander's room was in the third floor of the palace while the source of water was almost near the palace gate. He did this on purpose. Isadora thought as she descended the stairs angrily. Princess Roselyn was ascending the stairs from the opposite direction. She was headed to Alexander's room. The two nearly ran onto each other by a corner.

"Are you blind? Don't you watch your steps you silly maid?" She asked angrily brushing her dress with her hands. This filthy maid had dared touched her. She felt dirty all over.

This woman sees highly of herself. Isadora thought. "I am sorry your highness. I did not mean to. Please forgive me." Her tone was never near that of an apologetic person. Princess Roselyn shot a cold glare at her.

"I will go and change into something comfortable. I can't stay with this dress since you have touched it with your filthy hands." She was so prideful. No wonder Alexander hated her with passion.

Isadora bowed slightly as Roselyn left. She stared at her retreating back coldly. "I will teach her a lesson one day." She thought and continued on her.

Minutes later, she came in the bathroom holding a container full of cold water. Alexander was seated by a chair, still half naked, while seriously reading an historical book. Or rather, he pretended to be serious.

"Here is the water you asked for your highness," Isadora said while putting the container down. Alexander looked up through the book and gestured her to pour it in the tub. He was very serious reading the book that he could not have time to convey the order! Isadora did as instructed and stood there looking at him. Was he pretending?

"Your bathing water is ready your highness," she said tiredly. At that time, Alexander put the book away and approached the tub. He slowly inserted a finger in the tub before withdrawing it with eyes wide open.

"Do you want to kill me? That water is so hot that it can skin someone alive!" He exclaimed. Isadora's face turned a few shades darker. She had just confirmed that the water was cool enough but he was now saying the opposite. This bastard! She went to the tub and confirmed the temperature once more. It was still the same. Did he want to torture her?

Isadora took the container and exited the room angrily. This bastard was definitely going to pay for this.