His Maid, Her Prince 19 A Baldie And A Quiet One

"Miss Smith the Queen is requesting to see you."

Just then two figures walked in, in black suits. Child services.

"Miss Smith you will be coming with us."

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Calleb's POV

We just stood in silence. Odd because usually if Ava's in the room then it's very loud. I looked over to see her brown eyes widen in fear. Whoever these people are certainly scare her, but soon her eyes narrowed

and anger and hate practically radiated off her.

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Third Person POV

"Miss Smith we'd really appreciate it if you would make this easier by coming with us." One of the Child Services said who happened to be bald.

"Why should I?" The young girls sneered. The poor maid who was sent to tell Ava her message from the Queen was rooted in place by fear.

"Well then. We have no choice." The bald man continued.

"Do what?" Adrian asked arms crossed.

"Take her by force."

The two men headed towards Ava who looked petrified. They grabbed her by the arms and started dragging her. Her flowery high low dress dragged behind her and the poor girl didn't have much energy after the fight that just took place. She dipped her head down and watched as blood slowly dripped down the floor leaving a trail of blood in her wake. She could hear the protests from both Adrain and Calleb but chose to ignore them. The frightened maid from earlier ran to tell the Queen what was happening but it was too late. Ava was already in the hands of Child Services. People stopped to watch what was going on and in the crowd, she could barely pick out Rachel.

"AVA!"

She could hear Rachel screaming for her and try to make a run for her but was stopped by Roshan. Tears started to fall down her cheeks as her head dipped down even more. Soon the three were on the road that leads to the palace. The gravel sc.r.a.pping Ava's knees from being dragged along with floor burns. She heard the crunching of boots all around her. She slowly lifted her head up to be surrounded by guards.

Well s.h.i.t, she thought.

Soon both the Queen and Thomas came forward to a dead the problem. "What's going on here?" The Queen asked no emotion detected in her voice what so ever. Both of the men bowed but it was hard because they were holding Ava up.

"My Queen this girl is underaged to be working here and is wanted by Child Services." The other man spoke from child services. His brown hair neatly slicked back and looked like in his late thirties compared to baldie who looked sixty.

"How bout this I take the girl and you to leave. That way n.o.body is harmed." She proposed. The two were hoping the wouldn't run into any royalty to avoid this but here they were. The two dropped Ava as she landed with a hard thud. It looked like Thomas had ordered the guards to take the two away from the property. A guard tried helping her up but since the girl was too stubborn for her own good she refused. After she got up she ended up falling back down because she was so weak due to the prior incidents. She looked up to be met with bronze eyes. In the sunlight, they almost looked like golden maple syrup.

"Falling for me now are you?" Thomas raised an eyebrow while Ava's cheeks flushed a deep scarlet red.

"No."

"Sure looks like it."

"I said no."

"If you say so."

"Are to going to put me down?" With that, he put her down on the ground again and an arm around her waist to keep her steady. Soon the Queen approached them with her red and gold dress trailing behind her. The dress was stunning. It had a swear heart neckline and was off the shoulders while the dress was red-gold lace was weaved into it.

"Thank you your Majesty for helping me." 

"Its no problem dear I never did like those types of people." Ava just laughed at that while Thomas looked as if the two were talking in a secret language.

"And please call me Elara."

"If you wish yo-Elara."

"Thomas be a dear and take her to her room and help her clean up. I'll send for the doctor."

"Yes, mom." He grumbled a reply. After many flights of stairs, the two finally made it to Ava's room. Thomas had laid Ava down on her bed and went to go get a washcloth to wipe all the blood off her. As the two were sitting there Ava finally broke the silence.

"Do you know how the got past all the guards?"

"What?!" He asked looking up from what he was doing his checks dusted red from embarra.s.sment.

"Do you know how the got past all the guards?" She asked again.

"We think someone on the inside works here which is how they were able to get inside and kill my father. We also think this is no small-time operation. The attack between both countries both happened recently."

"Oh." Worry now laced her voice even as she said one word he could still hear it.

"It will be okay we added more security measures." He offered a small smile in return. And it wasn't the smirk she usually saw plastered on his face.

"There's a ball coming up for all the guests staying here for The Trial."

"So?"

"So you're coming with me."

"Why?" She asked suddenly curious as to why he wants her to go with him.

"Your no normal maid and besides you're being invited by me." With that, his usual smirk returned back to his face.

"I don't know how to dance."

"I'll teach you."

They sat there again in silence before he spoke up this time.

"How do you know Juliet."

"That b.i.t.c.h." Ava just snorted at that.

"She slept with my father. And he was married to my stepmother at the time. Well still is because she doesn't know but I figured out that she slept with a bunch of older men for there money."

"That doesn't sound like the Juliet I know."

"It's the Juliet I know. What can she do anyways?"

"Shes a magnetron like Mathew. Both can weld metal."

"Don't you find that odd?"

"Find what odd?"

"Both her and Mathew can weld metal while your parents cant but he looks exactly like your father."

"I guess I never paid attention. My father isn't apart of the royal bloodline he's from one of the other houses." Ava was startled by the knock on the door and Thomas looked as if he was going to shift but when he opened the door it was just the doctor.

"Miss Smith. Your majesty."