Novel & Cerita Fate Series Servants

"And what of these three men? Why have they come? They are merely two soldiers and a fraud." Aurora had been nearly mute since entering the Fates' presences. Unlike the elves, who seemed equals, or the gnomes, whose actions she reviled, the Fates were nearly all-powerful beings. Their magnificence far surpassed her own, and she felt very small. But when Salah had maligned the men, especially Devrim, she found her voice. "These men are some of the truest, most loyal, and most honorable men in all the human world. These soldiers are beyond reproach and Devrim, I owe my very life to him." The Empress stuck her chin defiantly in the air.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

Old enough to know what they want, confident enough to explore, and young enough to bounce back from our more vigorous style of things pretty quickly. “Yes, I’m contracted as a servant,” she says a little more loudly. The words are meant to be a defense, but the kid just put a target on both our backs and I groan inwardly. Servants are different than donors. Both require contracts, but only one guarantees a lifetime commitment. Only what we call potentials can be servants. Humans with the capability of changing. Takes a special gene or set of circumstances, and they are for all intents and purposes human. Even so, the fact that she can be turned and not go batshit or die from the transition

“For years you have waited. You have kept faith. The Moon Goddess has heard you. She has answered.” He stepped slightly aside, his hand gesturing to me. “She did not send you a queen born of ceremony. She sent you a warrior born of fire and second chances. She sent you my heart and my soul. My Fated Mate. Your Luna, Angela!” A ripple went through the pack, a shifting, a whispering of paws on earth. “She carries my mark,” Aaron continued, his voice dropping to an intimate growl that still somehow reached every ear. “And I carry hers. The bond is sealed. The line is secured. Our future is here.”

“But why? She’s so young.” Ailm lowers her head slightly. “War is coming. I can feel it in my bones. I had no choice.” Caden reaches for her again—but freezes. On his palm, a strange mark glows: a circle with a cross inside. Ailm nuzzles it. “It’s like a current,” he says, shocked. “It’s an Ailm mark,” she explains. “We are fated. Not just mates—fated. A rare, divine connection.” Drake stiffens. “Will Baylee wear the same mark?”

It was the young servant who had served us wine in the command tent yesterday. I tried to walk past him, but he stepped into the centre of the hall, bowing low. "Alpha Vane," the servant said, his voice hesitant. "Forgive my intrusion... but what will happen to Lieutenant Serviag? Is he really going to be executed?" I stopped, looking down at him with a glare. "He betrayed this pack. I am going to have his head cut off and spiked on the main gate before sunset." The servant flinched, his eyes darting back and forth nervously.

And that too shamelessly. But it didn’t matter to him at all. Because they may see but they couldn’t have him. He belonged to Benjamin.. Benjamin looked at the stage where Noah was introducing himself and his generals.. "I am Noah Gabriel . You all can call me Noah. I am your head hazer for this year and these are my four generals. We will begin our activities for this year Sotus. Your name tags, shirts and schedules will be provided tomorrow at 6am sharp. Anyone late will be punished and I don’t give a damn if it’s a girl or a boy. In Engineering, we all are the same.

It takes another day for all the new Servants to arrive and Caitlin has started making a schedule for the duties they are expected to perform. The morning after the last Servants arrive, Caitlin calls them all to the living room. Elder Venetia is present at Caitlin’s request and is watching everything from an armchair in the corner of the room. “Good morning. I hope you all had a good night's sleep. Starting today, you will have an obligation to the Royal family and no longer to your Pack or your Alpha. Once the King has returned, you will be initiated into Scarlet Moon Pack and your bond with your Pack will be broken.

"I have real friends to save. Who mean far more to me than Ameline Benoit could ever hope to." "It's not my choice," Iepa wailed. "Nor is it yours. Fate, your Fate, ours, dictates. We are all just Her tools." I rested my chin on Sassy's head as I scowled at her. "You're saying Fate is a person now?" Max rumbled an agreement before Iepa could answer. "Yes, indeed," he said. "Both the Light and the Dark have a Fate they answer to, Syd." He glared at my maji guide. "You did not tell her so?"

I hardly look at the face of any of them when I’m at a gathering neither does anyone, I guess. I hardly know the servants at the palace in Avalor, apart from my maid and a few others. My personal was slaughtered brutally along with the others who Damien and his men killed. Rest her soul. Servants come and go so it is hard to take notice of their different faces. To be honest they all look the same to me. This is one of the things that Gives me hope that I will be successful in my mission tonight if I don’t draw any attention to myself. I go around serving food to these people and it seems to be going well.