{"id":18940,"date":"2026-01-23T12:47:39","date_gmt":"2026-01-23T12:47:39","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/?p=18940"},"modified":"2026-01-23T12:47:39","modified_gmt":"2026-01-23T12:47:39","slug":"the-maid-the-king-wanted-chapter-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-maid-the-king-wanted-chapter-5\/","title":{"rendered":"THE MAID THE KING WANTED CHAPTER 5"},"content":{"rendered":"
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THE MAID THE KING WANTED<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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EPISODE 5<\/div>\n
Written by: \u00a9 Gambo Elvis<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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The prince truly thought it was only an effigy of me, but Wantoh knew very well that I was the one who had been transformed into that lifeless sculpture. The reason it looked exactly like me was not a coincidence. It was no mistake at all.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cAs if she is flesh and still breaths,\u201d she said angrily, \u201cshe is just a clay sculpture. I applaud the skill of the man who crafted her into an effigy, but I don\u2019t appreciate the fact that my prince, the one after my heart, loves and adores a statue as if it were human.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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The prince sighed deeply and replied, \u201cI still love her, and this is the only memory of her I have left. It is precious to my heart until the day I find someone like her again.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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She scoffed. \u201cAre you telling me that you will never get married or love another woman because of this clay structure?\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d the prince answered honestly.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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She walked closer to him and gently held his hands. \u201cMy prince, look into my eyes,\u201d she said softly, then added, \u201cTouch my heart.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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He gazed into her eyes as she lifted his hands to her chest and asked, \u201cWhat do you feel?\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cJust a heart beating,\u201d he replied.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cAnd what do you see through my eyes?\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cNothing\u2026 maybe fear,\u201d the prince said quietly.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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He could not see the fire of love blazing through her eyes. All he felt was her heart beating faster beneath his palm.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cIt is afraid to lose you,\u201d she said. \u201cI am lonely. My heart trembles.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cBut I am here with you,\u201d the prince replied gently.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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She asked again, \u201cHow do you feel knowing that you can never see her again?\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cMy heart is broken,\u201d he said. \u201cI am in pain.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cThe same way I feel, my prince,\u201d she responded. \u201cYou cannot keep longing for a figurine while I am here with you in flesh and ready to explore the world with you.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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She stepped closer, too close, and kissed him. She took advantage of his loneliness, his weakness in that moment, and pressed her lips against his.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I was furious. My soul was right there, watching everything. Immediately, the prince\u2019s eyes drifted toward my effigy, and it felt as though I was still alive right before him.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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He pulled away and stopped her. \u201cI cannot do this while she is still here,\u201d he said.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cWho is here, my prince?\u201d she asked, confused.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cHer,\u201d he said, pointing at my statue.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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That single gesture broke her completely. The pain was too much for her to bear. She stormed out of the chamber in anger, her footsteps heavy with jealousy and rage.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I followed her as she left. She went straight to her room, muttering angrily to herself.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cJust when I thought I had him,\u201d she hissed, \u201cthat useless statue ruined everything. I have to do something to make sure she never returns or transforms back. I must find out from the wizard, and I must do it cunningly. I need to know if Shiyla\u2019s effigy can ever come back to life\u2014and if it can, how to stop it from happening.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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The next morning, since my soul could move anywhere in the blink of an eye, I followed her to the magician\u2019s shrine. She went there with a deceptive smile, hiding her true intentions, ready to gather information that could destroy me forever.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cWhat brings you here?\u201d the wizard asked as she approached.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cI am here to seek answers,\u201d she replied respectfully.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cYes, young woman, speak,\u201d the wizard said.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cThe prince keeps a clay statue in his chamber,\u201d she explained. \u201cHe believes that one day the effigy of the missing maid might return to life.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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The wizard paused before replying. \u201cYou might not understand this, but her presence in his heart is real. That effigy still reminds him of her. The feeling is strong because her soul is still strong. She may be gone physically, but her spirit is still here.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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She clenched her fists. \u201cHow can I stop the feeling he has for her, even if it is just a sculpture?\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cIf you steal the effigy and destroy it,\u201d the wizard said slowly, \u201cher soul will be forced to depart from this world to the Afterlife. Her presence will fade from his heart completely.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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At that moment, I knew my soul was in great danger. Fear gripped me deeply, and I wished with all my heart that the prince would protect me before it was too late.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Like I was saying yesterday. I will keep bringing on my stories but at a certain point you would be able to find the full story even before I even send half of the story here. It’s time for us to do it differently…<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Hope you are anxious for more?<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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TBC\u2026<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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