Sue
As I walked to the kitchen to get the drinks, I kept praying to not run into the princes' betrothed because they'd certainly laugh their dumb heads off should they see me in this situation, especially considering how much I spoke down on them.
I was already changed into a maid attire, and I hate the attire so much. How the fuck did I really get reduced to a maid? I've never looked down on maids before, after all back home, the maids that tended to me were more willing to communicate with me than my own family most of the time.
But I was human after all and I have emotions, and this feels very much like a grace to grass moment. And the fact that I now have to serve the princes was even more humiliating. I hated them with everything within me and I couldn't believe that I once admitted to myself that they were hot and that I might not mind messing around with them in bed.
