Between the Pages

Chapter 5

Snow knew that the first step in her plan to seduce the crown prince was to become his maid. But how could she even get close to him? It was not going to be easy, especially since she was just a lowly maid with no connections in the palace.

She spent the next few days observing the movements of the palace guards and trying to find a way to sneak in unnoticed. Snow was determined to make her plan work, but she knew she had to be careful not to get caught.

Snow's heart sank as she realized that spotting the crown prince was not going to be as easy as she thought. "How am I supposed to seduce the prince if I can't even find him?" she muttered to herself.

 As she walked around the palace, she heard two guards talking about the crown prince's workload. "He's been working nonstop for days," one of them said. "I don't think he's even left his chambers." 

 Snow's mind raced. "If he's always in his chambers, then that's where I need to be," she thought to herself. 

 But the problem was getting in. The palace was heavily guarded, and she couldn't just waltz in without attracting attention. "I need a plan," Snow said aloud. 

 Just then, she heard a commotion coming from one of the side entrances to the palace. She peeked around the corner and saw a group of servants rushing in and out, carrying trays of food and drinks. 

 Curiosity getting the better of her, Snow approached one of the servants and asked what was going on. "The crown prince is having a meeting with some important officials," the servant explained. "We're bringing in refreshments for them." 

 Snow's mind whirred into action. "Maybe I can sneak in with the food," she thought. "It's worth a shot." 

 As the servants made their way inside, Snow followed closely behind, trying to blend in with the crowd. She felt her heart racing as she approached the door to the prince's chambers. This was it. 

 Just as she was about to enter, one of the guards stopped her. "Hold it right there," he said sternly. "What are you doing here?" 

Snow's mind raced for an excuse. "I'm one of the new kitchen maids," she lied. "I was told to bring in some refreshments for the prince." 

 The guard looked her up and down suspiciously. "I don't remember seeing you before," he said. "What's your name?" 

 "Um, Snow," she stammered. "Snow White." 

 The guard raised an eyebrow. "Snow White, huh? Alright, go ahead. But don't let me catch you causing any trouble." 

 Snow breathed a sigh of relief and pushed her way inside. She had made it. Now, all she had to do was find the crown prince and make him fall in love with her. It wouldn't be easy, but she was determined to succeed.

As Snow made her way inside, carrying the tray of refreshments, her heart was pounding with anticipation and nerves. She tried to steady her breathing, telling herself that everything would be fine as long as she kept her wits about her.

But as she turned a corner, her eyes locked with the piercing gaze of the crown prince. He was standing just a few feet away, dressed in formal attire, and surrounded by a group of serious-looking officials. The crown prince had chiseled cheekbones, a strong jawline, and piercing blue eyes that seemed to stare straight through her. Despite the coldness in his gaze, Snow couldn't help but be drawn to his striking appearance. His jet black hair was perfectly styled, and he wore a royal blue coat that complemented his eyes.

For a moment, Snow forgot why she was even there, lost in the prince's beauty. But then she remembered her mission and tried to compose herself, despite the fluttering in her chest. She had never been so close to royalty before, and the intensity of the prince's stare made her feel like she was under a microscope. She felt as though he could see right through her, to the lies and deceit that she was hiding within.

As Snow stood there, frozen in fear and shock, she couldn't help but wonder if she was making a huge mistake trying to seduce the crown prince. His sharp gaze seemed to cut right through her, and she felt exposed and vulnerable under his scrutiny.

For a moment, she considered turning around and leaving the prince's chambers altogether. But then she remembered why she had come here in the first place. She needed to make the prince fall in love with her, no matter what.

Taking a deep breath, Snow forced herself to regain her composure. She straightened her posture and tried to look as confident as possible, despite the trembling in her hands.

As she approached the prince, she could feel his eyes on her the entire time. She tried to ignore the way his intense gaze made her feel, focusing instead on the tray of refreshments she was holding.

But she couldn't let her fear show. She forced a smile and approached the group confidently, holding out the tray of refreshments.

"Your Highness," she said, her voice shaking slightly. "I've brought some refreshments for you and your guests."

The prince didn't say anything, but his eyes never left hers. Snow could feel the tension in the room rising, and she knew she had to act fast if she was going to make a good impression.

Taking a deep breath, she set the tray down on the table and began to pour the tea. She tried to keep her hands steady, despite the fact that her heart was racing.

Snow's heart was pounding as she stood in front of the crown prince, but his icy stare sent a chill down her spine. He didn't even acknowledge her presence, let alone thank her for the refreshments.

Snow felt a wave of disappointment wash over her. Was this all for nothing? Was seducing the crown prince even worth it?

She turned to leave, feeling defeated, but then she heard a voice behind her. "Wait."

Snow froze, her heart racing as she slowly turned around to face the crown prince. He was still staring at her, but now his expression seemed less hostile and more curious.

"What's your name?" he asked, his voice low and commanding.

"Snow White, Your Highness," she replied, trying to keep her voice steady despite the butterflies in her stomach.

The crown prince nodded slowly, then gestured for her to come closer. Snow took a tentative step forward, her eyes never leaving his.

"I don't remember seeing you around here before," he said, his eyes scanning her from head to toe. "What brings you to the palace?"

Snow hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to answer. Should she tell him the truth and risk getting kicked out? Or should she continue to lie and try to win him over?

'Of course, I need to lie. How stupid of me, thinking of telling him the truth,' she thought. 

But before she could say anything, the crown prince spoke again. "Nevermind, it doesn't matter," he said, turning away from her. "You can go now."

Snow felt a pang of disappointment once again, but as she turned to leave, she couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope. The crown prince had noticed her. Maybe, just maybe, there was still a chance for her to win him over.