《The Breath of Summer Day》 The First Day ¡°The First Day¡± The days pass and the wind prances Light streams through the curtains But the blonde paces through, taking no glances She moves along the summer day, no matter what the future containsIf you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it. As if she were made to glide, she takes no other stances The days are long and the breath of summer''s day on her, leave no stains The breath of summer''s day, it changes her A sweet-smelling breeze ruffles her hair, she''s beauty in their eyes The brunette stares at golden strands that flow in the air Her smile makes it better, the view of the hills makes her realize To the other, the blonde is so precious, a treasure so fair Only the presence of her is what gets her to rise. The First Glance "The First Glance" It was a rainy night, filled with thunder Over the meadow of the palace, the servant ran This would be the start of her best blunder The first room she found, she saw walls colored tan "Who owns this room?" She let herself wonder Up and down, she shivered, her brown locks damp and she wished she had her nan She shrugged and muttered, "I''m alone, it''s fine."The story has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation. And so her clothes came off, her corset and skirt Not noticing the fire that burned, nor the warm cup of wine She sat on the bed, naked was she, and on her legs she scraped off the dirt A minute later when she heard the door creak, a voice following, "Bring me a tray. Alone, I will dine." The servant could only watch as the princess walked in; she expected to be horrified, but instead met a flirt. "Oh, this is new. I''ve never had a girl as my gift." The servant blundered and fumbled, unable to form words "It''s alright, you poor thing. The rain was pouring, I assume you were adrift?" She nodded, unable to comprehend; is this really the princess or a daughter of the lords? But the golden hair spoke the truth, she was in the presence of royalty; then why wasn''t she in anyway miffed? "You''re an adorable little thing, I''d like to have you as my own. I''ll have a warm bath run, put your clothes on the boards." The First Night "The First Night" The servant girl gasped, pulling her dress to her chest Confused, they stared for a minute, eyebrows furrowed It may be time to leave, the girl thought best She struggled with the wet dress, but right she''d rather, in the mud, be burrowed The embarrassment and horror finally falls upon her, why oh why, did she stop for a rest?Stolen content warning: this tale belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences elsewhere. She snuck a glance on the princess and saw her eyes narrowed Flushed, the servant bowed and attempted to leave But the princess took her wrist and noticed when she winced The royal gently took her closer; she opened a drawer and took out a sleeve Inside, medical herbs and paste, those of which she put on the wound after the servant girl rinsed She worked in silence, though the servant grimaced and appeared unrelieved As soon as the royal was done, she shot up and said she was fine, running out of the room, leaving the princess unconvinced. The First Summoning "The First Summoning" To the setting sun, the servant worked nonstop She saw the princess once, so fair and regal She compared how different the royal''s smile was; her back turned, the smile drops The fatigue in her face visible in the darkness, it is fatal Sick of her expression, the servant went against protocol; to make her highness feel better, she made her way to the royal, hitting lightly on her shoulder, being inconspicuous by holding a mopThis book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work. "Your highness, come with me," she said; the lady so fair looked confused, so the servant continued, "If you don''t wish to come, you may stay ''till." The princess could''ve stayed, she could''ve ignored the servant, but her betrothed walked her way and she made up her mind She turned to the maid, and nodded her head, letting herself be led away The maid took her wrist, maneuvering through the ball with ease, not looking behind To her secret garden, the maid took the princess; the candles shining in the moonlight, the lake reflecting the stars, the princess let her eyes stray From the beauty of the flowers, to the flourishing grass; but to her eyes, the maid was the beauty no one else could find The time stopped, as if they were the only ones; she never wanted to leave, in this moment she wanted to stay The Next Step ¡°The next step¡± It wasn¡¯t long until they started talking and meeting, time always spent together The maid promoted to the princess¡¯ handmaiden as the ball ended and their companionship began fast-paced With each stare and glance the passed them by, it was clear their hearts have and their souls become each other¡¯s loverStolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon. The princess was astounded; for how could she love a maid, a servant so beneath her, and yet with the thought of her lovely brunette, her heart raced The maid knew she should stop, end this nonsense, but the smile of her precious princess, she couldn¡¯t say ¡°it¡¯s over¡± In the night, hidden under the shadows of the trees and clouds, they walked the gardens, eyes staring at each other with glistening desire, and so that night their mind, body and heart became together laced. Dread of Tomorrow ¡°Dread of tomorrow¡± The hard part appeared, the dowry has arrived It was final and official; in just two days, the precious princess is to be wed The goodbyes were hardest, the kisses were desperate, the tears fell freely, but one thing they knew; for each other, they would strive The dress was ethereal on her, the train extravagant and perfect; her father took her hand and down the aisle she was led In her mind, it wasn¡¯t her betrothed at the altar, but the maid who would smile and kiss her; the maid, her lover, her gem who made her feel aliveThis story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there. The maid turned away, her heart in pieces; her hair covering her tears She couldn¡¯t take it; the pain of seeing her beloved wed to someone else She left the church, but heard the kingdom¡¯s joyous cheers ¡°It¡¯s unfair,¡± she thought, ¡°they celebrated our heartache; the knowledge that their princess didn¡¯t want this passed right over their heads, drowned out by the wedding bells.¡± She slumped over the bench, trying to quell her fears The maid wanted to run away, but the bright eyes of her princess flashed on her mind, so she knew she had to stay; because where her princess is, her heart dwells.