{"id":18939,"date":"2026-01-23T12:47:26","date_gmt":"2026-01-23T12:47:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/?p=18939"},"modified":"2026-01-23T12:47:26","modified_gmt":"2026-01-23T12:47:26","slug":"the-maid-the-king-wanted-chapter-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-maid-the-king-wanted-chapter-4\/","title":{"rendered":"THE MAID THE KING WANTED CHAPTER 4"},"content":{"rendered":"
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THE MAID THE KING WANTED<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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EPISODE 4<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Written by: \u00a9 Gambo Elvis<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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But his father refused to tell him the truth.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cThere are so many statues in the museum,\u201d the king said calmly, \u201cbut which one are you talking about?\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cShiyla\u2019s statue,\u201d the prince replied. \u201cThe one made of clay, the one that looks exactly like her, as if she only just turned into a statue.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cI have never seen it,\u201d the king said without blinking. \u201cJust like I do not personally approve all the statues in the museum. There are people whose duty is to gather fine artworks and place them there. When buyers come and admire them, we reward those people.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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The prince stared at his father, unconvinced, but he said nothing more.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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However, there was one person who knew the truth. Her name was Wantoh.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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She saw everything. She saw the moment I was transformed into a pillar of clay. She stood there in silence, watching, and that was the day she truly understood how far the king could go to protect his throne and his pride. If he could secretly get rid of his own wife, then what chance did she have\u2014just a common palace maiden?<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Wantoh kept quiet. Not only because she was afraid, but also because she loved the prince. Deep down, she was glad I was out of the way.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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From that day, she began to do everything possible to please the prince and win his heart.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Every evening, she would knock gently on the prince\u2019s door. When he opened, she would smile and ask politely,<\/div>\n
\u201cDo you need any help, my prince?\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cNo,\u201d he would reply, \u201cand besides, you are not a maid in the palace. You are a palace maiden.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cIt would be my pride to serve you, my prince,\u201d she would say softly. \u201cEver since Shiyla went missing, you need someone to replace her. I would gladly be that person.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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But the prince, standing right in front of her, could not see her the way she wanted to be seen.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cAlright,\u201d he said one evening, \u201cbut you know you are not a maid.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cI know,\u201d Wantoh replied, lowering her eyes. \u201cBut who would not long to be close to someone as kind as you? I just want to serve you.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cI have heard you,\u201d the prince said. \u201cBut I still hope that one day, very soon, I will see her coming from the horizon, walking back into this palace.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cI don\u2019t think she will ever come back, my prince,\u201d Wantoh said quietly.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cWhy?\u201d he asked sharply.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d she replied. \u201cBut if she were still alive, she would have been seen by now. There are no signs of her anywhere.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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The prince walked slowly toward the statue in his chamber and pointed at it.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cYou see this statue?\u201d he said. \u201cI feel attached to it. Sometimes when I enter my room and suddenly see it, it feels like her. I feel as if a part of her is still with me. But it hurts because it does not move or speak. It is just clay. Whoever finds the artist who made this statue will win my heart.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Wantoh\u2019s heart burned with jealousy, but she could not tell him the truth\u2014that it was me, transformed into clay by the king\u2019s secret wizard.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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The statue made her furious.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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One day, when the prince left his room open for a maid to tidy it, Wantoh sent the maid away and decided to clean the room herself. When she was alone, she stood in front of me\u2014the clay statue.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cJust because of you,\u201d she whispered angrily, \u201cthe prince cannot love me. If he continues to see you as her, I will either destroy you or steal you and sell you to merchants from the west.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Even as a statue of clay, the prince still loved me. He spoke to me often, pouring out his heart. My soul was always there, listening. Sometimes, he would gently touch my forehead or place a light kiss there, as if hoping I could feel it.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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It was cruel of the king to have done this to me. He never knew that his son brought me to the palace because he loved me deeply. He never knew that by trying to protect his throne, he was destroying his own son\u2019s happiness.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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A few nights later, Wantoh decided to try her luck again.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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She dressed attractively and knocked on the prince\u2019s door.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cIs there a problem?\u201d he asked as he opened it.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cI came to see you,\u201d she said. \u201cMay I come in?\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cNo problem,\u201d the prince replied.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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She walked in and went straight to sit on his bed. The prince frowned slightly and said,<\/div>\n
\u201cWhy not sit on the chair?\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cThe bed is softer,\u201d she replied with a smile.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cAlright,\u201d the prince said, still not suspecting her intentions. \u201cWhat brings you to my chamber this evening?\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cI came because of you,\u201d she said.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cI am here,\u201d he replied. \u201cWhat is the problem?\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cYes,\u201d Wantoh said boldly, \u201cyou are the problem, my prince.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cHow?\u201d he asked, surprised.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cYou cannot be so attached to a common statue,\u201d she said. \u201cIt is just a figurine that looks like her. It is not her.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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She stood up slowly, stepping closer to him.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cShe is only clay.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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TBC\u2026<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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