Falling For A Prince

Emily Nill was but an ordinary girl.

Much like her peers, she had dreams and ambitions. And unlike most her peers, she couldn't afford to entertain said dreams and ambitions – not since her parents passed away in a car crash on their way to her high school graduation ceremony.

College life with its ups and downs, its papers and its parties… all of that seemed so far out of reach now that she had lost her parents.

She had to learn to fend for herself – she the shy and timid girl who rarely spoke up unless spoken to.

She had to find herself a job to cover rent, bills, food expenses and that would hopefully allow her to grow some savings.

And that was how she was thrown into the lion's den – or should she say the dragon's den?

Indeed, the job she found – the only one for which she was accepted and deemed fit – was that of a maid in an estate she would have never even dreamed of approaching had the circumstances been different.

Fresh out of high school, and with no experience whatsoever, what could she have landed as a job, really? She supposed she should be glad they had hired little clumsy her, especially since they promised to pay handsomely.

If her calculations were correct, and provided she gave them no room to fire her, she could save up enough money to go to college within two years.

Emily led a normal life up till her parents' passing. But then as fate would have it, that job was, unbeknownst to her, going to change her life.

For better or for worse, her fate was sealed the moment the owner of the estate – the one she was supposed to avoid at all and any cost according to the housekeeper – showed interest in her.

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Humming to a song she was listening to, Emily was walking from the staff's quarters to the main house with a little bit of peps to her steps. This was going to be her first day at her first job ever.

Good god, she didn't want to mess things up!

She desperately needed the job. And given her situation, and her inexperience, she was fairly sure it wasn't going to be easy to go job hunting once again. She was lucky she had been hired to begin with.

The contract said that she ought to not interact with anyone outside the staff.

Well, it was a good thing for she wasn't interested in the undoubtedly filthy rich owner of the estate. She guessed he was an old geezer who had been unfaithful to his wife on one too many occasions, hence the clause that forbid her from approaching her boss.

Her plain black dress had a frilly white apron on it – the outfit was basically forced upon her. She wasn't one to wear dresses often, but she didn't have much of a choice, given her precarious situation.

She briefly wondered if she would even survive the day, as her overly pessimistic side got the best of her, and had to shake her head to chase the silly notion away.

Emily tried to see hope and light at the end of the dark tunnel, and thus kept telling herself she was going to do her job exactly as it was expected of her, get her money at the end of the month, and do it all over again – until she gained enough money to get away from her shitty little town.