Lahat ng Kabanata ng Maid for Him: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

The sun beamed brightly across an azure sky, clouds drifting lazily in its path. At a stunning beach, framed by coconut trees and lush vegetation, a waterfall tumbled from a towering mountain, its crystal-clear waters cascading into a river that met the sea in rhythmic waves. On the shore, Amber lay face-up and unconscious.The waves lapped at her, nudging her gently until she stirred. A cough escaped her lips as her eyelids fluttered open. Above her, birds wheeled across the sky, the sunlight glaring down with an almost personal intensity.She squinted against the brightness, blinking away the daze. Bit by bit, her senses returned. With effort, she pushed herself up into a sitting position, groaning softly as her muscles protested.As the waves continued to roll over her feet, Amber shifted backward, trying to escape the cold spray. She scanned the unfamiliar landscape, heart pounding in confusion. Where was she? How had she gotten here?Then it hit her—the memory. She had been at Isi

In Amber’s home, the atmosphere was serene yet quietly tense. A fairly large dining table stood in the center of the spacious hall, generously adorned with an assortment of desserts—tarts dusted with powdered sugar, delicate cream puffs, sugared fruits, and golden pastries still warm from the oven. Their scent mingled with the faint aroma of cinnamon wafting from a nearby pot of steaming tea.Miriam sat at one end, her fingers gently curled around a teacup, though she hadn’t lifted it to her lips in a while. Her eyes stared into the distance, lost in thought. Seated beside her was the Queen, graceful and poised in her lavender gown, with her maid demurely positioned on her left. Two guards stood at attention behind them, their expressions fixed in stoic professionalism.The Queen’s brows arched in quiet concern as she noted Miriam’s withdrawn expression. Miriam, feeling the weight of the Queen’s gaze, snapped out of her thoughts and forced a brittle smile.“My Queen,” she said softly,

Amber approached the bungalow cautiously, her steps slow and uncertain. As she drew nearer, the door creaked open slightly—by itself—making her stop in her tracks, alert and watchful.The space beyond was cloaked in darkness, unsettling her. It was still broad daylight, yet the interior seemed to defy that completely.Then she remembered—this world wasn’t Upland.Still standing at the doorway of the bungalow, Amber steadied herself. She peeked through the half-open door into the daunting shadowy interior ahead.“Hello?”A woman’s voice answered from within the darkness—balmy and sonorous.“Tell me, who is the enemy of the dark?”Startled, Amber stumbled back a few steps. She paused, thinking. Then her face lit up.“Light,” she replied.At once, a soft glow filled the room, chasing away the shadows. In awe, Amber pushed the door fully open.What she saw made her gasp.It was a fairly large chamber, and at its center lay a fish-shaped, aquamarine-colored pool. It looked almost natural, l

Inside Room Three, Amber and Mermaid sat at a dining table, each with a covered plate in front of them. When they lifted the lids, Amber gasped.Her plate held nothing but cooked neatly diced potato peels. She glanced over at Mermaid’s—hers had the potato meat.Confused and offended, Amber narrowed her eyes. Why would Mermaid eat the good part and serve her scraps? Who ever ate potato peels?“Eat,” Mermaid commanded.Amber shook her head. “My mother never fed me potato peels,” she said plainly. “I don’t know what you take me for, but I eat the same as everyone else.”“You must eat to be strong. Your mother didn’t teach you that?” Mermaid asked, her tone strangely casual.“I won’t eat this,” Amber retorted. “I never asked to be here. What happens if I refuse— punishment? Would that be right?”Mermaid sighed, visibly restraining her irritation. “I won’t punish you. You’re just… ignorant. Forgive me. Maybe I am forgetting we’re from different worlds.”Amber was relieved at her words. And

The sun hovered above Underland, casting clear light over its surreal landscape. Mermaid and Amber stood before the door to Room Three in the corridor. Mermaid opened it and stepped inside. Amber followed, her mouth dropping open in surprise at what she saw.The room wasn't strange, but it was unexpected. It was filled with stacked boxes of varying colors and sizes, from tiny to enormous.The largest measured about 50 by 30 inches; the smallest, roughly 10 by 10. Each box was simple and plain, the kind that could blend in anywhere-except for the etched image of a mermaid on each lid, which made them distinct."This is the Room of Treasures," Mermaid explained. "You will choose only one to take back home.""Are there conditions?""That is a smart question. And yes. There is a way to open the box. From the day of your return, you must wait seven days before opening it. Only the wise and loyal will be blessed. Now, make your choice."Amber scanned the stacks, her eyes dancing from box to