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    Episode 13

    “Do not fall into the-.”
    “Stop,” She suddenly bellowed as she put her hand up and looked at me. “Is there something wrong with your face,” she was directing her question to me.
    I looked around the room, surprised that she was even talking to me. “Wait… me,” I objected, a little taken aback.
    “Yes, you. You made a face as if there was a problem with what I said,” she stated, crossing her arms over her chest. “Do you think otherwise, Miss?”
    Oh, God. Did I really make a face? I had to; I always do that without even realizing it. It wasn’t at what she was telling us, but more so at the fact that she had us repeating it like we were children.
    I stood up, feeling like it was the right thing to do, and bowed respectfully. “I’m so sorry, I really didn’t mean to make a face. I have a tendency to do that when I’m uncomfortable. I’m so sorry,” I apologized as sincerely as I could.
    “Learn how to control your expressions before you serve the Royal Family. If the Queen catches so much as a grimace on your face, they will fire you,” she scowled menacingly.
    “She’s not bluffing, lass,” the Master of Households commented by her side with his arms folded.
    “Yes, ma’am. Yes sir,” I stated confidently before sitting down. I honestly couldn’t afford to get fired from this job. I can only have one active work Visa and that needs to last me until my current one expires. I mentally reminded myself to be cognizant of my facial expressions when around other people.
    The presentation conducted by Tiffany and Whitney continued with ease as they went over meal procedures. Breakfast began at 8 AM, lunch at 12 PM, and dinner at 6 PM. Sometimes the Royals might request to have a snack in between, but it can vary between each person and what they are working on for that day. The four other maids and I were silently taking notes as they spoke on how we were to play a part in ending the day successfully.
    “Yes, question,” Whitney pointed to the one woman who had her hand raised.
    “I wanted to ask this earlier, but who do we report to about sexual harassment? I’ve dealt with it a lot at a previous job and I would like to know who we can report to on that matter,” the woman inquired, articulating her words very well. She and the other women really made me feel younger than I really was.
    “That’s a brilliant question, Patricia,” Whitney answered as she clicked through the slides until reaching the Important Contacts slide. “You can contact the Royal Household Safety and Security number. I advise you all to save all the numbers on this slide into your new phones please,” she announced cheerfully as we copied the numbers into our phones.
    I wasn’t sure how much longer I could take their high-pitched voices as they spoke so cheerfully. It was honestly driving me crazy on the inside but making me exhausted on the outside. I tried my hardest to keep my eyes open because I knew Gina was likely watching me. I hated that I’m unintentionally on her radar now.
    I glance in her direction and sure enough; she was glaring holes into the center of my puff.
    “Alright ladies, if there aren’t any more questions, let’s take a tour of the castle, shall we? You may leave your belongings here since we’ll be returning afterward. Windsor is very large and there are over 1,000 rooms. However, we will only visit the ones that will apply to your daily activities. Please, feel free to explore the castle on your days off,” Tiffany remarked, burning my poor ears with her voice. Great, my head had a hole in it from Gina’s frown and my ears were burning because of Whitney and Tiffany’s voices.
    The tour comprised us five trainee maids with Tiffany and Gina as the guides. The Master of Households left just before we began the tour along with Whitney and I was grateful for that. He was a rather intimidating man and hardly spoke, at most I could remember zero words leaving his mouth….

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    Episode 14

    We entered the common area of the Staff Quarters as Gina explained that roll call began promptly at 7:00 AM every morning. This is also when and where she will give us our assignments for the day. To note who clocks in and out for the day, we’re given magnetic cards that we keep on a lanyard.
    “I advise that you come on time because I promise, I will not adjust your time for you. If this machine says you clocked in at 9:15 but you’re crying that you came in at 9:05, I will blatantly ignore you,” Gina warned us before leading us outside the Staff Quarters.
    We had finally arrived at the State Apartments, which encompassed a beautiful galley kitchen for the cooks, a massive formal dining hall for the Royal Family, and the actual apartments which were where the Royal Family members lived. There were hundreds more, but we were only visiting relevant rooms to the Housekeeping staff. There was always something so intricate about each room that I would have liked to focus on more. But unfortunately, time was not in my favor.
    “These here are the Royal State Apartments. It’s where the Royal Family lives and the many guests that visit year-round. You lot should remember which door belongs to whom because it is rather embarrassing to confuse one Royal member for another,” Tiffany explained as we slowly walked down a long corridor. “Guards are on-duty 24/7 to ensure the safety of the Royal Family at all times. And although most guards do not speak, if you do anything that compromises our Code of Conduct, we will find out about it,” Tiffany added. I watched as Gina sent her a silent glare, figuring that she wasn’t supposed to tell us something.
    “This first room belongs to His Royal Highness, Prince Rodney, Duke of Sussex. He can sometimes be impatient and nitpicky, but he is a good-natured gentleman. Would you ladies like to meet him?” Tiffany inquired.
    A few of the ladies on tour nodded their heads. “Remember to address members of the Royal Family as His or Her Royal Highness. Understood? We should address only the King and the Queen as Your Majesty,” Gina explained as Tiffany knocked on the door.
    “Not to be rude, Gina, but we know how to address the Royal Family,” one maid commented.
    “Not everyone here is from the UK, Diana,” Gina responded promptly. That was when the other four maids unanimously turned around to glance at me. I returned the stare from the four women and just shrugged my shoulders. I don’t care if they already knew how to greet them. I didn’t know all the ways to greet them and I wanted to learn.
    “I don’t think His Royal Highness is here,” Gina stated as Tiffany knocked on the door for the third time. “Let’s move along. You’ll receive a map of the castle that will show you whose chambers are whose,” she declared as we prepared to leave the corridor and probably return to the Staff Quarters. That was until we heard one of those massive, polished doors open.
    “Gina,” a deep voice called from down the hall in desperation. We all turned around to see a tall, blonde-haired man slowly walk down the hallway. He wore a royal blue silk robe that had a beautiful royal insignia on the left chest of the robe. His hair was wet and was falling into his face as he quickly made his way down the hall with an irritable confidence. The closer he got, the more I recognized him as the Prince from the talk show I watched a few months before starting here.
    Now that he wasn’t on a TV screen, I could get a better look at the oldest Prince. This blonde on him was killing me because I could see his skin was naturally tan. He would look better with his natural hair color, in my opinion. He was remarkably tall, even taller than my brother, and he had the body of an NFL wide receiver. However, his calfs told me he definitely played soccer at some point in his life. His blue eyes were hooded with slightly arched and threaded brows. Trust me, they’ve been threaded because there’s no f-----g way his brows were that clean. He had a stubble of a dark beard and mustache that did nothing to hide his sharp jawline. And surprise, surprise, he had lips, everyone!…

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    Nice one, I can’t wait to read another episode

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    I no understand this story @appleboi Roger on

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