Doris walked to her room wearing Prince William’s coat over her torn dress. It was huge on her, it fell past her knees and gave her a small sense of comfort from the warmth. It even smelled like him, but that wasn’t something she cared to remember. As Doris reached her door, she noticed Ms. Shirley and two other maids were gathered in front of it. They turned when they heard her approach and she could see the smirk crawl up their faces as they observed her. Great, Doris was sure a rumor was already spreading about her night with the prince. No one would believe her when she would...