Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 163 A sweet offer

“You called for me?” Doris asked hesitantly as she entered the emptied kitchens. It smelled like vanilla and cinnamon, it was almost enough to distract her from the fact that William wanted to meet in the kitchens of all places.

“Daniel has already found out about the war.” William said. His back was to her and she couldn’t see what he was doing or why he was in here. She hadn’t seen him since the day before when he told Martin of his plans to take the crown. She figured he was preparing his side of the war and didn’t want to disturb him.

“Oh no, how did he take it?” She asked with a frown.

William’s shoulders rolled a little. “Not well. He confronted me a few hours ago. He doesn’t want us to fight over the crown. He thinks it’s forcing him to choose sides.”

Doris said nothing. She quietly sat herself at the counter and watched him curiously.

“I don’t need Daniel to be against me on this. I’m not asking him to choose sides. He’s always been the innocent one in the family, I would rather die where I stand than let that change.” William turned and set a tin in front of Doris. He had flour all up the front of his shirt and across his pants as if a bag had exploded on him. He glared at her when she started to laugh.

“Did you… bake?” Doris lifted the lid to see half a dozen cookies inside. “I didn’t know you

could bake? I’ve never heard any of the other servants talk about it.” “It’s not hard to read a recipe.” William snapped and closed the lid almost harshly. “Don’t touch them, they aren’t for you to eat.”

“Okay…” Doris moved her hands to her lap. “I just didn’t realize you know how to bake. | thought the royals had never been in a kitchen for anything but made food.”

“I’m not a fool. I had the chef leave me a simple recipe out.” William sneered and leaned his elbows against the counter. “I made those for Daniel as a sort of… peace offering. It’s not the best one, but it’s something.” I

“Oh, that’s actually very kind of you.” Doris smiled. “I know he would love that, he loves his sweets.”

to steal mine when we were kids.” William ran his fingers through his hair and ended up with flour mixed in. “I need him to stay out of this war, perhaps this will convince him not to completely hate me

him to fight for you?”

Daniel is one to hold grudges.” Doris reached across the counter to hold his  . “I think he just wants you guys to

you deliver this to him? | doubt he

course.” Doris moved to take the tin but his grip on

Daniel.”

blinked. “Yes,

“Come see me in my room

the stool and took the tin along with some milk before heading towards

before Daniel finally answered the door. His face looked a little hollow with sorrow, but

the door. There was always a part of her that was uncertain if she should be alone with a boy in his room-even though she trusted Daniel. The impropriety of it all would make her mother faint. Not too mention the sort of gossip it would start if any of the nosy maids caught

in her hands and she swore he must

been spending all day trying to figure out how to stop it but-are those cookies?”

wanted me to bring them by since he didn’t think you would want to see him.” Doris

me? Or he put these in a tin and said he made them?” Daniel asked suspiciously. He held up one of the cookies as if it might

he made them. I caught him covered in flour when I found him.” Doris grinned. Daniel hesitated for a moment longer before

shook her head. “They’re not half bad. Who knew the man could bake?” “That’s what I said.” Doris muttered and seated herself by his fire. “Should I tell him you forgive him? Or that you might consider it in the future? He hates that you’re upset with

mouth. “It makes no sense to go to war over this. Martin was always

he will be the better ruler.” Doris said softly. “He doesn’t think Martin will take his role seriously. It seems he’s already let Luna Queen make the decisions for him since your

my brothers side just because you’re his lady now.” Daniel threw the empty tin on the table in front of them. She

can see what Martin is doing with my own eyes.” Doris sighed. “I don’t want this war either, Daniel. You know I don’t. It goes against everything in me to