Fate Servants Novels & Stories

She was caught off guard by this sudden development, but now perhaps she was aware of who she was sitting across. She was sweating profusely and her eyes were shaky. The things happening around her were no joke, everything was real. The man sitting across her. These men who seemed more like contracted killers. And also the bell boy, who held his knife with precision with an intention to get his job done. Every single thing happening around her was real, and she lost her control. A tear rolled down her cheek as she sat in between all the pointed weapons, and he sat across her with a smug and cunning look on his face.

When I looked at her, I recognized her as one of the other servants attending to me daily. "The other servant... where is she?" I asked, looking around the room. I found out that the servant earlier was gone and there were two more other servants standing by the door, their heads bowed in a subservient manner. When I glanced down my wrist, the bracelet was back. "Luna Claire must forget that servant. She is taken away as Elder Zarah discovered her wicked nature. Rest assured that we will still serve Luna Claire to the best of our abilities," the servant politely explained.

"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?"

One faction is to serve the Palace as general servants while the other factions are to serve members of the Imperial Family. Blue is the colour scheme for the servants belonging to the faction of the Frost Palace, in short these servants directly serve the Third Prince Jin Huan. As for the others, the general servants are clad colours of dark maroon. As for the Emperor, the faction of servants appointed are naturally larger, they are clad in black. The faction which serves the emperor, the colour black truly makes them look more imposing. These people their positions may be that of a servant but their worth is comparable to those revered generals or martial arts masters.

The ground quivered underneath my feet. I noticed Sienna chanting as well. Several undead armies slipped out of the cracks in the ground. “Kill them, kill her.” She thundered with blazing eyes. “Immotus!"(Motionless) Maya yelled. "Praetervolo!"(Vanish) The armies halted, then vaporised one after the other. “N-noo. T-this can't be.” Sienna stuttered. The people I had called on appeared. They each touched my shoulder, and with each caress, I felt a power surge.

They were cooks, cleaners, stable boys, washerwomen, maids, old servants, young servants, and frightened wolves whose hands had built Northridge’s daily life. Now they stood with empty eyes, asking for my blood in the name of the maid who had stolen my Alpha. My wolf pressed against my skin, restless and furious, but I forced her down because claws could not save servants trapped by magic. Conri stood beside me with his hand on his sword, and even his calm face had hardened beneath the weight of betrayal. Bardolph stood a little behind us, silent for once, and his guilt moved through the room like another kind of smoke.

He held me so tightly, promising, "I don't believe in fate. I only know that you are the love of my life." I had believed him. Every memory of our love felt vivid, still so close—yet now, he had abandoned me for another woman without a second thought. I didn't understand. Was fate truly something we couldn't fight? Had it really pulled him, irresistibly, into Grace's arms? My whole body ached, each breath felt like fire. I couldn't tell whether the pain came from the wound or from my heart. Darkness fell like a curtain. When I came to, I was lying in a hospital bed.

" But her victory didn't last long. Suddenly, a servant burst into the room, panic in their eyes. "Luna, something terrible has happened. Someone just leaked your real identity online!" Lydia froze. "Now, everyone knows the truth. You're not a pureblood—you're just an illegitimate child!" the servant gasped. The news had spread like wildfire. "The elders are outside right now, demanding an explanation!"

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.

I’m aware of the restrictions in your powers and as I draw my last breath, my soul shall leave you with a little parting gift’ ‘But!’ I argue when it speaks again, in a gravely low voice, ‘The egg beside you holds the servants who shall serve you with the truest devotion...they’re destined to protect you and will inherit this unparalleled noble role from me’ ‘Be brave, Himari, and live a fulfilling life...’ Tears pour out my eyes incessantly as I bring both palms to my face, watching in crippling horror, how the Chimera’s lids fall shut gently and all detections of life evaporate into the fog.