Sneaky Macy, Cunning Larry

Margaret hesitated.

''It's just a small graze. It's nothing.'' She moved her arm away from Harry, but unfortunately for Margaret, her quilt slipped down her shoulder, and Harry could see the top curvature of her breast.

Margaret yelped and covered up as she looked at Harry with a coy expression.

''I need to take a bath and come down for breakfast. Please, do you mind?'' Margaret asked Harry to leave her alone as her face flushed with embarrassment for what Harry had seen.

Harry shook his head.

''Breakfast is not until one hour, but you have to tell me how you got that scar. Did you have an accident?'' Harry asked, his face still dark and livid as he suspected that Margaret must have been maltreated from where she was coming from.

Already, he noticed how pale Margaret looked when she first arrived at the palace, and after staying in the palace for just two days, there was a drastic change in Margaret's appearance. That just meant that she was living a terribly difficult life before she arrived at the Vandersar palace.

Really? Was he not going to leave her unless she told him how she got the scar? Why did Harry want to know so badly? What would he do about it?

''Yes, it was an accident. Just an accident and nothing to worry about.'' Margaret lied with a sheepish smile plastered on her face.

Harry chuckled.

''Okay then, if you say so. But I hope you know that you will soon be my wife, and I will get to the bottom of this sooner or later.'' Harry spoke as if he already knew what happened to Margaret. He sounded so sure of himself to the extent that Margaret started to suspect if Harry already knew and was just asking her for the fun of it.

''See you soon at breakfast.'' Harry leaned into Margaret and planted a kiss on her forehead, carressed the spot where she had a scar, and left Margaret leaking heavily through her legs.

As soon as Harry left, Margaret hurried out of bed and locked the door as she was not ready for any other surprises from any of the Princes because they all felt that they owned her from the way they barged into her room.

Margaret was too stunned to think. How did her life go from a quiet servant that bowed to everyone, to a Princess to be, and not just any Princess, a Princess that would be married to three men at the same time, three drop dead gorgeous men.

''Margaret!'' This time, the familiar voice fo McGuire could be heard outside the door.

''Hurry up and come down, there's someone here to take your measurement for the big day.'' McGuire turned and left Margaret's door as soon as he delivered the crucial message to her.

A big day? Margaret was taken aback. When was this big day? So she was actually going to be the wife of these three men soon, oh how they will ravish her in bed and lavish her with gifts as well. Margaret didn't know how to feel concerning what would be. Was she excited, or not?

Well, Margaret could not place a finger on her feelings but one thing she knew was that she was not going to return to her foster home, so that meant that she was going to go through with this much talked about union.

Margaret was ready in no time and came out to meet the Princes scrutinizing two starngers. Well, there were three strangers in the living room, and one of them was obviously the person that would make Margaret's wedding dress, so who were these other two.

A man and a woman, they looked humble. Who were they?

''Margaret, this is your maid, Macy.'' McGuire said, introducing Sent to Margaret. Yes, Sent had lied that her name was Macy.

It still came as a shock to Margaret that she was going to have a maid, but she was also sure that there was nothing she could do to stop it. She had to accept this maid and turn to a spoilt brat of a princess since that was what the Princes wanted for her.

''Hi.'' Margaret could not bring herself to look down on the maid as a servant, so she simply greeted this new maid with as much politeness as she could gather.

Sent glanced sneakily at Margaret and bowed.

''It is a pleasure to serve you, my mistress.'' Sent threw up in her belly because of the fact that she showed that much respect to Margaret. She had never had to respect anyone all her life, so Margaret's instance was appaling.

''You don't have to be so polite.'' Margaret stopped Macy, AKA Sent from bowing before her which only pissed Sent off the more because she felt that Margaret was pretending to be such a nice lady in front of the Princes.

Sent almost threw up in her belly. The feeling of bowing before Margaret irked her, even Roger found it difficult to believe that it was Sent that was acting so polite to the extent of bowing before anyone.

Indeed, she was the back bone of Prince Bane, what couldn't she do for him?

''Margaret, look at this pretty fabric, do you like it?'' Larry took one of the assorted fabric that the designer for Margaret's union dress brought and showed it to Margaret.

''This your maid is sneaky.'' Larry whispered to Margaret as he leaned in towards her, pretending that indeed, he was very much concerned about the dress.

Margaret understood what Larry was trying to do for her, and she immediately felt a connection with him. The cunning Larry, he sneaked a sly smile at Margaret and listened to her reject the fabric, stating that she would choose another when it was time.

Margaret made sure to remain stand-offish towards Larry and not give in the fact that he had relayed an observation to her.