Rejected and Claimed by her Alpha Triplets

15

~Lisa’s Pov

I dressed up slowly, my fingers barely moving as I tried to tie the uniform properly. The fabric itched against my skin, and even though the maids helped me, it was clear they didn’t want to. They didn’t say a word, not even a sigh, but I could feel the hate in their silence. Their touches were rough, impatient. Like they wanted to get away from me as fast as they could.

When the dress was finally on, Matilda gave me a long, judging look before turning sharply on her heel. "Follow me," she said flatly.

I didn’t say anything. I just followed. My legs felt heavy, and my head was still aching, but I had no choice. The corridor stretched ahead, quiet and cold. No sunlight came through the tall windows. The stone walls seemed to echo every step I took.

Matilda led me down a narrow hallway, past several doors, and finally stopped at one. She pushed it open and stepped aside. "This is where you’ll be staying," she said.

I peeked inside. The room was small and bare, with a single bed against the wall, a thin blanket, and nothing else. No window. No mirror. Just stone walls and silence.

"You’ll be staying with the other kitchen maids," she added without emotion. "You should feel lucky you even get a bed."

I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat. It wasn’t much, but I had expected worse.

Before I could step fully inside, she turned and started walking again. "Let’s go. You have work to do."

We walked farther down the hallway until we reached a heavy wooden door. She pushed it open, and the warmth hit me immediately. The kitchen was busy, maids rushing back and forth, pots clanging, and firewood crackling under big iron stoves. The smell of food filled the air. But the moment we walked in, everything slowed down. Eyes turned to me. Some narrowed. Others rolled.

"This is the new one," Matilda announced. "Lisa. She’s to help with the servants’ meals."