MRS RÓDRÍGUÉZ - EPISODE 10

*Next Morning*

Alexa scooped her purse to a corner immediately she entered her office.

She just got back from the airport where she saw her dad off.
*Good Riddance* she thought with a tired stretch.

Having her dad away for now will save the stress from her neck. He’s always the perfect dad trying to make a perfect daughter from someone who’s bent on doing her will. And to Alexandra, he’s more like a pest to her soul.

“Evelyn?” she called out.

Evelyn was her secretary. Her dad’s secretary precisely. But since he’s away leaving her in charge, Everything is hers

“Evelyn! You gadd@mn ßitch!?” She yelled out with curses.

“Ma’am”
Evelyn nervously rushed in. Her head down in regret. She knew she was in trouble for making her boss call out to her more than once. And that’s clearly an offence to Alex.

“You made me scream out your name. Are you deaf this morning? I could fire you for that you know”
She snorted a threat.

“Yes. I’m sorry” Evelyn apologized avoiding Alexa’s eyes by all means.
Looking her in the eyes will certainly add to an offence.

“So pathetic!” She missed.
“You know one thing about peanut lives like you?” She went on. She wasn’t done talking.
Evelyn swallowed hard. Expecting the worst from her mouth.
She certainly know what Alexa’s good at. Always reminding them of their ‘Miserable lives’ as she calls it.

“You people try to do everything to make life difficult for us thinking it’s our fault your lives are miserable. You think it’s my fault you can’t measure up to me???.

“I am the best okay? The best in my prime. And to think I have a Scottish prince as my boyfriend and soon to be husband. For this single act you just did I could have your head for it as a punishment for making me scream your name. You certainly did it on purpose, I’ll be merciful enough to overlook it. But trust me, when I get married to my prince charming and finally have the throne as a queen, your fingers will suffer for it.
Every penny of crime you commit will cost you a finger. Till you become handicapped”

She emphasized, popping her gum so loud – an habit she cAn never stop doing.

“Okay ma’am” Evelyn muttered instead, not knowing how else to reply her.

This isn’t the first time she’s hearing those words from her. Everyone in Wells Entrepreneur knows this as her recitation.

She’s dating a prince, everyone is supposed to know about it and be happy for her.

“Now the reason I called you here, I need you to write a letter for me. I’ll tell you what to write then you’ll put it down on a clean sheet. I hear Scottish people are better with written notes than phonecalls. After you write the letter, you’ll mail it to a certain address I’ll give you”

“Okay Ma’am. You want it now or later in the day?”

Alexa shut her a dead glare. “Off course I want it now. Do I look patient to you?” Her voice sounded desperate with frustration. There’s no better way she can reach out to Antonio. Her calls aren’t going through. She wonders why he hasn’t reached out to her yet.

It’s been days! And she’s going nuts about it.

“I’m sorry ma.” She apologized…”just go get a clean print out sheet alongside an ink-pen, I want a slanted letter. Neat and presentable. It is for Antonio Ródrígúéz, the house of Royalty”

“Sure thing Ma” Evelyn genuflected and hurried out to get the materials.

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Audrielle slowly opened her eyes.
Her vision was a bit blurry at first, then it adjusted to the sight of the bright morning.

She felt the bed she was lying on. Her night has never been so peaceful. This bed is just so soft and comfy.
She thought within, covering herself properly with the thick blanket.

She doesn’t want to get down. She’s not ready to face anyone yet.

The journey here last night was a teary one. Simone had cried so bad when he saw her packing her bags. She was forced to make a lie to him.

Leaving her house last night wasn’t as easy as she thought. She felt sad. It felt all strange.

She had silently cried in the carriage. She was headed to a new home. A new life. The house of the RÓDRÍGÚÉZ.

She’ll be getting married to her bethroted Tomorrow at first light. The celebration might last the entire day.
Who cares? She just want everything to be done with.

She’s sleeping on a king-sized bed. Her room decorated so we’ll. Who would ever think this was going to be her fate??

Besides, she hasn’t laid eyes on the prince since she arrived. Was he avoiding her? Or is it because she didn’t really want to seen.

Immediately she arrived last night, she was showed to her room where she has been till now. And right now, she doesn’t feel like getting up.

How wish she could sleep all day. It would be better still.

Just then, there was a persistent knock on her door. Her heart skipped nervously. The prince was the first person that crossed her mind.

If really he’s the one here to fetch her, then she doesn’t want to see him. She’s not ready yet.
She thought timidly, covering her entire self with the blanket.

“My lady?”
She faintly heard.

She raised her head from the blanket and stared questionably at the door. That voice is nothing like the prince’s.

The realization that it wasn’t the prince caused a wrinkle in her heart.
She slide her legs down the bed, walking over to the door with her milk-coloured night gown which touched her feet.

“My lady?”
That was the last thing she heard before she opened the door.

“Good morning my lady” the sweet voice greeted.

“My lady?” She arched. The name felt awkward in her ears. She wasn’t used to being called that.

“My name is Audrielle” she corrected innocently.

“But we certainly can’t call you that,my lady” She lowered her head.

“Oh” Audrielle slowly nodded like she was cool with it already. She stared at the three maidens before her. From her guess, the one addressing her is the head maiden.

“The queen sent us to make you a warm bath and dress you up my lady. She needs you dressed before an hour” the supposed head maiden spoke out.

“An hour. Do you have any idea why?”

“No my lady. That’s just the order we were given”

“Okay then, come in” she let them into her Chamber before shutting the door close.

The maidens walked over to a side of the room and swiped the big thick curtain aside, revealing a perfect Royal bathub.

Audrielle let out a slight gasp. She never knew that was there all along. Or Maybe she never really had the chance to check.

She watched as they heated the water and poured in a sweet smelling ointment to savor her bath.

After that, they Walked over to her.

“We need you to step in now my lady , for s proper bath”

“I can bathe myself” Audrielle protested.

To her, it’s not fair to let a fellow lady like her bathe her, she’s not her slave. This maiden might have a slight chance to be the older here. At Least , a year difference by age.

” my lady, orders from the queen”

“I insist” audrielle cut in, making the maiden swallow hard

“Okay then my lady, I and my fellow maids will see to your dress while you’re left alone to bathe. ”

Audrielle breathe out with a satisfied nod.
They courtsied and walked over to her wardrobe.

Audrielle moved closer to her bathub, the sweet smell she perceived soothened her nose.

She pulled off her gown and stepped into the Royal tub…