Hamilton one shots | ✓

Match Maid In Heaven | KGIII

Y/n's POV~

I am just a servant to a rich household, tonight the family is to host a ball, and rumor has it that the king of England is to attend the party, what I don't believe it since I always assumed that a king would not attend a party of a citizen of England, but the other servants I work with are preparing themselves like they were to be engage to the king.

"Y/n how does my uniform look?" Arianna asked, I mumbled under my breath,

"Tight as usual..."

"Great that's what I've been looking for I oughta look my best." I again had to give someone my opinion,

"Do think this is too little makeup?" Eva asked as I notice that her face looks caked with make up,

"Flawless." I say to cover up my gag and my laugh, I can't believe these girls something, trying to impress someone with such a high status, like the king, he probably engaged or already married, we prepare the ball room for one of its biggest events of the year,

"Y/n, may reach those blue curtains over on your left."

"Yes Abi." She was my only friend, she's French, only seventeen, nice, and classy unlike the other girls as you see, I hand her the curtains

"Merci beaucoup mademoiselle Y/n!" She thanked me, she's teaching me French, then Mrs. Farrow entered, our boss came into the room

"Oh my goodness, you did a good job, but I must make sure you're ready." She examined us to see if our posture was straight, clothes were clean, and etc.,

"Okay girls, I don't care if you have a little fun, but not to much fun, because the king won't resist you two and he's the king he can do whatever he desires." She points to Arianna and Eva who are now celebrating that they looked "beautiful" bleh. The two leave with Mrs. Farrow, Abi turns to me

"Y/n, honestly I the only time I relax or have fun is with my husband, he's fighting for Amérique, don't tell Madame Farrow, and honestly if the King is blind he will notice those to- I don't even know if they are femmes more like immature filles, but if he has a good heart he shall see you, for the nice and belle femme you are."

Abi likes to talk about her husband, he's name is- it's pretty long Marie Joseph Roch Yves Paul Gilbert du Montier Marquis de Lafayette, whew it took me about three weeks to memorize that, and I honestly think she just is flattering me, she's the actual person that's the nice, pretty, and young I'm almost twenty not even close to engage, and she already has a little son and a husband at the age of seventeen, I told her she's just flattering me, she insisted that it was true, I doubt that.

TIME SKIP~

The music is giving me a horrible migraine, I decide that I should sit down, I do so, and Arianna and Eva walk to me with obviously drunk men,

"Y/n~ you have to take over for us we'll be busy~" I huff as I was about to tell its not there place for them to leave, till I see Mrs. Farrow giving me a glare,

"Alright just for tonight." I said, I carry a tray of hor d'orves, trying not to stumble toward from being dizzy, i bump into a man and spill the hor d'orves on the man, shoot I'm dead.

"Oh my goodness sir I am so sorry-" I look up to see beautiful vibrant blue eyes staring back at me, they seem familiar, is that the king?!? Oh I am in serious trouble!!!

"No ma'am it is alright, I bumped into you I should apologize."

"No, I should your clothes are-"

"I can always wear some other clothes."

"Sir please let me at least dry you up." As I grab my hankerchief, to dry his* pants,

"That is quiet a beautiful hankerchief, where did you get it? I must have one like it."

"Actually..I made it for my mother, and she passed a month ago and I was told that she wanted me to have it back." He put his in mine,

"I am deeply sorry for your mother."

"It's okay- how about I loan you Mr. Farrow's shirts, it might be a bit big, he's quiet tall." He laughed,

"Alright darling~"

We climb up the large spiral stairs, to The Farrow's master bedroom to their closet, I open the closet and smell the perfume of Mrs. Farrow and the shoe polish of Mr. Farrow, I find a white button up shirt and black pants I think that is appropriate for him to wear, I hand it to him

"Thank you sweetheart, what's your name?"

"Y/n L/n."

"Beautiful name for an even more beautiful girl." He falls back on the bed and laughs,

"Mister-"

"Call me George, beautiful~"

"Would you like to have this hankerchief?"

"Yes, I would to remember you." He bounced back from the bed and closer to me

"Why would you want to remember a servant girl?"

"But this servant girl has everything I like a woman to possess, is all right there." He gestures towards me, I lightly blush

"Ge..org...ge, I um." I slow back away as he inches closer, I bump into a table,

"I love you too," I quickly run behind him, but he pins me to the wall,

"I love you too," he then lightly kissed me, he turned around and said,

"By the way darling~ if you like to join me I can make my 'personal maid'." He sashes away.

Bai my dreamers 💫

~C.G.