Chapter 6. Checking for a Mark

Doris's POV

We were led out into an open field where we gathered as Prince William stood above the crowd with some of his guards and Mrs. Shirly. She was one of the elder maids and the most trusted. She's worked for the royal family for over 40 years and worked closely with Prince William himself.

Prince William was taller than everybody there, including his guards. He wore no jacket over his suit and his shirt clung to his well-built form. I understood why most women fancied him. With his blue eyes and dark tossed hair, he could make anyone's knees weak.

He looked as though he had just crawled out of bed, and I couldn't look away from him.

As good-looking as he was, I knew of the monster that lay under his skin. He wasn't anything special. His appearance meant nothing if his insides were ugly.

I could hear the crowd around me growing excited as the gossiping began. Everybody was curious as to who this maid was that Prince William marked last night.