ZARA'S POV
"Princess Zara, do you know what I want?" He asked, using his hands to trail my lips.
I didn't give him an answer, I just stared at him, hoping that what he was going to ask for was not beyond what I could do.
He stood there staring at me, and not saying a word, his silence was making me more curious.
"What do you want?" I asked, getting impatient.
"Why are you in a hurry to know what I want, you shouldn't be so impatient," Carl muttered, with a smirk.
I was clenching my fist hard, to stop myself from punching his face. He was enjoying that I was suffering by keeping me in suspense.
"I want you to be my personal maid, for a week," he mumbled, smiling mischievously. He looked like an angel when he smiled, that you wouldn't know he was the devil.
He wants me to be his personal maid, is he crazy or what? I saw myself already smacking his head in my imagination.
"Why would I do that? you have thousand of maids in this Palace, why should I also become one."
I was burning with anger, knowing that I could not do anything to him. I wish I could slap him so hard on the face. He was treating me badly, even though, I was going to be his wife.
"You have to do it if you want your friends released. I will give you time to think about it, but you should know that the more time you waste, the more time your friends spend in the dungeon," Carl muttered, walking away.
I have to do what he wants at least, just until he releases my friends.
"I will do it," I yelled, making him stop on his track.
"Good, you chose wisely Princess, but I don't trust you to not go back on your words, so you will have to sign on this royal decree," he muttered, with a smile.
I signed on the royal decree like he wanted, but I also had my plans, King Carl, just wait and watch, I will make you pay for this.
"Good now that you have signed this, your friends will be released immediately," Carl said, walking out.
I smiled, planning my next move. For everything you do to me Carl, I'll make sure I give you double.
****
It's been two days now, and that arrogant king, kept his word, by releasing my friends. I walked to the chamber with a jar of wine in my hands.
I've been going on errands for that arrogant king. He has been making me work non-stop, and I intend to pay him back.
"Princess, what do you plan to do to the king, I hope you're not planning to poison him?" Lia asked.
"Lia, I'm not that evil to poison the king, I may not like him, but I don't wish him dead either. besides if I poison the king, I'll be hanged, and Azrael will suffer."
"So what do you intend to do Princess?"
"Lia, just wait and watch," I muttered, with a smirk.
"Princess, I hope whatever you do will not get you into trouble with the king," Lia muttered.
"I am going to need your help Lia, I need to look for the degree I signed, it will help me with my plan."
"But princess, how are you going to do that, I'm really scared. What if the king finds out, what do we do then?"
"Lia, we have to wait until the king is out before searching."
****
Lia and I searched every from the king's chambers to his office. The guards only let me in because I told them I was preparing a surprise for the king.
I had almost given up when I found the decree lying on the fall close to his shelf. How could he keep it carelessly, maybe he didn't think, I would search for it.
I immediately took the decree, running out of the king's chambers. Lia who was waiting for me in the hall immediately came to meet me. I asked her to spy in case the arrogant king was coming.
"Princess, did you get it?" Lia questioned, and I nodded.
"Lia, I need you to go get Catherine, and come to the council room immediately."
"Yes princess," Lia replied, walking away. I turned toward the direction of the throne room, I need to get there before the meeting was over.
I walked into the council room, with a smile on my face. The council members looked confused to see me, as I never attended any of their meetings, except the day I was judged. Carl on the other hand glared at me like he would murder me.
In a short while, Lia walked in with Catherine, making the council even more confused. They must be wondering what the queen mother was also doing there.
"Princess Zara, you sent for me, it must be something important," Catherine muttered.
"Yes, it's something important. it's about your son, the king," I blurted out, going to stand in front of the council.
I gave Carl a smirk and he knew that I had something off my sleeve.
"What about my son, tell me, and don't be scared Zara," Catherine said.
I put on my best-acting face to get the sympathy of all the council, giving each of them the puppy eye, the only person who looked indifferent was Gwen, who kept rolling her eyes, but I didn't care, after all, she was not the one I was there for.
"Ever since I got here, your son has always been treating me badly, he always finds a way to pick on me. remember he sent me to the dungeon before, then my friends, he even made me work as a servant before he released my friends."
"She is lying, the king wouldn't do such a thing, she is just looking for a way to get attention," Gwen blurted out.
"Keep quiet lady Gwen, no one asked for your opinion, how dare you speak about the princess that way, you should know your place," Catherine yelled, and I gave Gwen a smirk.
"Mother, you know I'll never lie about something like this, I won't dare try to implicate the king. look I even have proof, this is the royal decree, he made me sign, which says I'll be his servant for a week. mother I'm not asking for much all I want is for him to treat me better, after all, I'm going to be his wife." I muttered, shedding fake tears.
I glanced toward Carl, he had a murderous look in his eyes, but that didn't stop me from winking at him.
"King Carl, how dare you bully my child, you good for nothing, I won't spare you," Catherine yelled, dashing toward Carl, but I immediately stopped her.
"No mother, you should forgive him. I think the king has an illness, that's why he always treats me badly. there was once a man in Azrael, who always treated his wife badly, we later found out he had an illness," I blurted out, and they all gave Carl strange looks.
"Is he really sick, maybe that's why he was always so grumpy," they whisper among themselves.
"Princess Zara, we had no idea the king was not treating you well, we apologize, Princess," one of the council members said.
"We apologize, Princess," they chorused.
"I will make sure the royal physician checks the king," Catherine muttered, patting my hair.
"I don't need to be checked by any royal physician, because I'm not ill," Carl yelled, making everyone shiver.
They all bowed their heads in fear, afraid of what he might do to them.
Carl walked toward me in a quick stride, he looked directly into my eyes, before pulling me away.