Chapter 33. Prince William Was in Charge

Doris's POV

I lifted my head slightly and saw Prince Daniel standing on the other side of the cell bars.

"David... I mean ... Prince Daniel," I said as I sat up; I wiped my face with the back of my hand and sniffled again as his eyes fell sadly.

"Doris, I'm so sorry," he said softly, his shoulders slumping. "I never meant to lie to you..."

"I don't understand why you did," I said, eyeing him carefully.

I wasn't angry with him, but I was so confused as to why he would lie to me about something like this. I hope he knew we couldn't be friends; a maid couldn't be friends with a prince. We could be friendly toward one another, like Martin and I. But we couldn't be actual friends. I was saddened by the thought because he was such a good friend. He even helped me do laundry for Lady Melody.

He was somebody I had grown to trust, and I felt betrayed.

"I didn't think you'd want to be friends if you knew the truth. I didn't want you to look at me