Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 91 This could go wrong.

The snow lightly fell above them as they stood by the stables. Light flakes piled on William’s dark curls

and distracted her for a moment. William and Patrick looked almost unrecognizable in their commoner

clothes. Patrick had holes in his gloves and his hair was almost as messy as William’s. Doris curled her

fingers at her sides to prevent herself from reaching out to run her fingers through William’s locks just to

try to tame it. She hated how much she liked it when it was a pure mess. She was part of the reason it

looked that way, he rolled out of bed and didn’t even attempt to fix it. She couldn’t help but notice that he

stood closer to her than he normally did, with his hands shoved deep in his pockets and his eyes on their

surroundings. Enzo had one of his more… run down carriages being filled with the things they would

need. It made Doris a bit nervous, how long would they be there for? She tried not to allow her mind to

wander into unwanted territories, but it was impossible when it was all she could think about. The

moment she slid out of his arms and into her clothes again, she felt different when she looked at him. For

the first time, she didn’t think of the fact that he was a prince-it was like she had almost forgotten that for

a minute. She was so far gone from the maid she was when she left the palace, it was hard to even

consider going back to that girl. A small part of her would always feel like she had to obey orders, but a

bigger part of her wouldn’t let her be stepped on anymore. She knew Cordelia was to thank for that. “Ah,

you all look great.” Enzo clapped his hands and tore her from her thoughts.” Well, good enough. I hardly

recognized you three without your fancy royal attire that you tried to pass as poor clothes.” “How long will

we be gone?” Doris asked as she nervously eyed the carriage. “Well, they believe you three are there to

live. We couldn’t send you with just one bag.” Enzo smiled down at her. “Your trip length is up to you

three. However long it takes you to find what you need.” “Is there anything else we should know before

we leave?” Patrick asked. “Yes. Don’t take it personally if some don’t like you when you get there. A lot of

the workers can be pretty cut throat when it comes to their job and getting ahead. Try to find the laid back

types, they’re looser with their lips and easier to get things out of.” Enzo looked at all three of them. “And

one more thing… don’t be caught where you’re not supposed to be. Punishment is ruthless “Ruthless?

Aren’t you the owner of Life Pharmacy?” Patrick stood a little straighter as if he was just realizing what he

was getting into. “Yes, but I have others in my place when I’m not there. I won’t be there for this

adventure, I want to keep myself as separated as possible so any wrongdoing will be handled by them.”

Doris glanced up at William to see his brows furrowed. She couldn’t tell if he was worried or annoyed at

the moment, but she was a bit of both. “Alright, I will see you off. Don’t forget your identities and you

three can come up with a back story on the way there. It’ll be a few hours at least.” Enzo opened the

door and reached out his hand to help Doris up. William was there instead, he gripped her hand and

helped her into the carriage with his hand on her lower back before Enzo could touch her. He only looked

amused at William’s persistence as he stepped back. William went in next, he sat next to Doris while

Patrick sat across from them. Enzo gripped the frame and looked them over one last time. “This could go

wrong, you may learn things that you never wanted to know or you may be caught and ripped apart. I

have already put out a warning to the rogues not to harm the prince if they ever see him when you first

came, but that has clearly not mattered to many of them. I wish you all luck and I hope to see you again.”

Enzo nodded before he closed the door and smacked the side of the carriage to let the driver know

they’re ready. It took off in a messy launch and William reached out his arm to steady her so she didn’t

fall into Patrick’s lap. Patrick’s eyes flickered between them with a hint of suspicion, but something made

Doris think that he already knew without having to see her blush. “So, Isabelle and James, eh? Who’s

brother am I?” “Mine.” William said. Doris glanced between them and bit her lip. They looked very

different. She couldn’t pin point one similarity between them and she doubted anyone else would think

they were brothers at the camp. “What about cousin? I’m not sure if you will pass as brothers. Enzo

mentioned that we can give him a role ourselves.” Doris suggested. “Alright, what’s our story? We came

to the north to escape the wretched kingdom?” Patrick said with a smirk. William rolled his eyes and

leaned back against the seat with his thigh pressed against her own. He hadn’t looked at her much since

they… since what happened between them. But he was closer to her, to the point that she noticed he

was always inches from touching her. She hadn’t been alone one second with her thoughts, part of her

was glad for it. She knew she would regret her entire existence the second silence crept in. “We can say

we left one of the towns after they mistreated us for being poor—“ Doris said. “How did they mistreat

us?” Patrick interrupted. “We could say they tried to take your beautiful wife for themselves.” Patrick

laughed and smacked William’s leg. William kicked his shin and he winced with a frown. They sure acted

like siblings, even if they looked nothing alike. “Maybe they just always bullied us for being poor and we

had enough so we came up to the north for freedom.” Doris said quickly. She still felt a bit uneasy being

referred to as his wife. “We came across someone who knew Enzo and he got us the job. I’m sure they

won’t dive deeper into our stories. It’s the reason everyone comes here.” “If we say anything to a worker,

we have to let the other know. We don’t want to be caught in any lies. This is quite literally the belly of the

beast and we can’t have any missteps.” “Don’t stress yourselves before we arrive.” William grumbled

and closed his eyes. “ We‘re married, you’re my idiot cousin and we came to the north for freedom like

everyone else did. That’s it.” “Any information we find will be shared at the end of each day, no lingering.”

Patrick leaned back and stretched out his legs on the empty seat next to him. Doris sighed and watched

the darkness pass them out the window. Normally she would be beyond stressed to be heading towards

somewhere they had no protection—but her mind wouldn’t leave the bedroom. It was like she was still

there with his touches burned permanently into her skin. If she lifted her sweater, she might see his

fingertips still. She felt a bit sore down there, especially sitting as she was. That bit was never mentioned

in her books. She shifted uncomfortably and kept her eyes out the window even though she wanted to

look at him and try to see what he felt. Did he think of her differently? Or did he still see her as his maid

that was only born to do as he wished? Her shame wanted to drown her. She could feel it eating at her

chest and playing with her heart like it was a game. She knew the risk when she fell into bed with him,

and now she would have to live with herself. She was tired of feeling bad for indulging in things that were

for herself—but this couldn’t be excused. She did the one thing she promised herself she would never

do. On the other hand, her fingers itched to touch him again as if her body wanted more despite what her

mind screamed. It wasn’t fair. Her mind was smart enough to know better, but her body wanted to crawl

on top of him again and do forbidden things with the one man she swore she would never touch. “You

okay?” Patrick asked Doris. She flinched out of her thoughts and saw him staring at her tightly clenched

fist. “You look like you’re about to punch a hole though the side of the carriage.” Doris slowly unclenched

her hand and let out a breath. “Yes. I’m just nervous.” Her eyes flickered to William who watched her

closely but said nothing. Patrick grinned at her. “We haven’t even got there yet, that’s when the real

nerves come.”