Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 155

Chapter 155 A wild confession

William hadn’t come for her at night. He hadn’t sent word that he wanted her to join him or that he intended for her to be anywhere expect her room. Now she knew how Melody felt when William didn’t send for her night after night. It infuriated her. Didn’t he want her next to him like she wanted him? Did he spend his stubborn night tossing at the absence of her body near his? Melody was desperate for his attention, but Doris could go her whole life without it if he wanted to play that sort of game. Now that she wasn’t a maid anymore-was she allowed to leave? She was tempted to. She daydreamed about packing her things and leaving the palace forever. Especially when she spent the night tossing and turning and wondering where he was and why he wasn’t there with her. Those sort of weak thoughts made the fight or flight part of her mind fall into action and it terrified her. She didn’t want to become dependent on a man that was utterly unpredictable and always knew how to agitate her at any moment he wished. The next morning, Beth insisted on brushing Doris’s long hair and setting it in a high pony along with a few strands to frame her face. She didn’t accept it when Doris told her she didn’t have to do things like that. Beth clearly wanted to do these things for Doris. She no longer had to have crazy night shifts and work in gruesome places. She only had to serve Doris-and Doris wasn’t very demanding. “Your hair has gotten so long! It’s almost past your mid back. Have you ever thought of trimming it?” Beth asked as she moved onto her makeup. “Or cutting it below your shoulder? “No, I suppose it hadn’t crossed my mind. Do you think I should? I think the last time I got a haircut was when I was 16.” “I think it would look wonderful whichever way.” Beth smiled. A bit of light returned to her friend since Doris had returned. It lifted a bit of the weight off her heart but she knew she was still sad to be at the kingdom when she had meant to be free. Was it selfish that Doris knew she couldn’t survive without her friend? She was grateful she was still here, but it wasn’t fair. “I think your mate loves your long hair.” Beth teased and bumped Doris right out of her distracted thoughts. “I don’t know about that. He’s never commented on my hair.” Doris touched the end of her hair. William had run his fingers through her hair so many times, but did he like it? Doris pushed the thoughts away. She didn’t care if he liked it or not. “He stares at your hair all the time! Have you not noticed?” Doris looked at her friend as if she was crazy. “No he doesn’t! Beth, honestly you need to cut back on your romance novels.” Beth rolled her eyes. “They teach me more about men than anyone around here.” She huffed. “Don’t think I didn’t notice you moping around here because he didn’t call for you!” Doris’s cheeks flamed. “You’ve gone mad. I don’t care if he calls for me or not.” “I see you‘ve returned to me as a liar, Doris!” Beth grinned and patted Doris on the head. “It’s okay to miss him. It won’t kill you to admit it.”

“This came for you.” Beth sang before she hurried to make the bed Doris had spent all night tossing in. It was strange to think how something so comfortable could become the opposite the moment her thoughts were upset. Doris tore the note open and immediately blushed. Perhaps Beth wasn’t completely wrong. “Meet me in the library before the hour is up.” The note read. Doris glanced at the clock by her desk and saw she only had seven minutes to make it there. “I’ll

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