Novel & Cerita Kings Servant

"The King placed you under my watch. That means if you step out of line, if you slip up, or if you run your mouth, it falls on my neck. I won't suffer for a pathetic stray." I forced myself onto my knees, my body shaking violently from the lingering fever and cold. "I didn't ask to be brought here." "And I didn't ask to host a broken royal," he snapped, leaning down and grabbing my chin in a tight, unyielding grip. His touch was rough, forcing my head up so I had no choice but to look into his dark, ruthless eyes. "Listen to me clearly. You are not a prince here. You are a servant. You will scrub these floors, clean my armor, and stay out of sight."

“But the King stopped Jaxian earlier when he grabbed me. He ordered him to let me go.” Senna’s lips barely moved. “The King has his own rules and plans. Maybe he wants to break you himself, maybe he wants to use you. Maybe he only reminded Jaxian who’s King. Don’t believe his kindness, it’s a trap. He’s a monster. They’re all monsters. The King is the biggest and the worst. He knows how to break a person like no one else.” I looked around the kitchen. The other servants were cleaning but didn’t look at me or Senna. They all looked the same, empty eyes, slow movements, broken. They had learned the rule of endurance. They had become invisible. They accepted their lives were not their own.

Find her. The king let out a sharp breath. Sank into his chair. His life tied him to treaties and fights. Duty above all. And yet tonight he couldn't stop thinking of that nameless servant. Silent lips. Eyes that stuck in his head. Who was she? Why did his wolf call her his own?

The king and servants game was a popular game where whoever picked the king’s card gave orders to the one who picked the servant’s card. It was a game I usually hated, but that night, I decided to forget my perfect self. "Let's go," I said, dragging Rain’s hand and pulling him towards the rest. We all sat down on the ground, and Caden explained the rules of the game. Whoever refused to do the king’s bid would be the king’s servant for five days. After he listed out the rules, the game started, and the cards were placed on the ground. There were ten of us playing, and each of us picked a card. I sighed when I realized I was not the servant. I looked at Rain, who also shook his head, indicatin

“Now you’re a servant. Wearing a Valentino gown is ridiculous. Take it off." “I’m still going to be queen asshole. And I’m a servant to the King only." I waved my right hand to flash my diamond ring in her face. "Never forget that. I’m still your queen." "Bbrrrrh,” she spluttered in shock. A smirk formed on my lips as I smugly left the room. I had barely walked a few steps when I stopped in shock. “What are you doing?” I asked one of my guards. “King’s orders,” I could see his hiding an amused smile.

She said quickly running out the room. Damien sighed, sitting down on his bed and running his fingers through his brunette hair. A soft knock on his door caught his attention. "Come in." He said. The door slowly opened and a servant came in but got pushed out off the way when the king stormed in, with a angry face. "GET OUT!" He shouted at the servant. The servant cringed in fear before running out. The King closed the door behind him before glaring at his son. "Who gave you the right to tell those filthy slaves to stop working, huh!?" He shouted.

I watched her arm rear back again so she could get more force, but before she could, the Alpha King interrupted. “What are you doing?” His voice held mild interest, but his face was blank, and I found myself dying to know what he was thinking. “Putting this bitch in her place.” Kingsley seethed, but her hand didn’t continue forward. “Do you treat all your servants like this?” The Alpha King’s voice was calm, but there was something underlying in his tone that I didn’t know what to do with. His face was still passive, but there was a part of me that thought he might care. He wouldn’t be asking the question if he didn’t, right?

Once Felix understood the situation clearly in future, he would be grateful. “You,” The king said to the servant whose eyes were sturbbonly pinned to the ground. “Yes, your majesty.” He bowed, refusing to look the king in the eyes. “Why do you look so stiff?” The king scoffed and kicked the servant so he stumbled back. “Are you like this because of what my son said to me?” The king wondered. The servant dared not say a word. The king kicked the servant's feet once more and said, “You better take this secret with you to your grave.”

the Queen asked when she noticed the King looking and seemed to be dusting his clothes of something. The King’s head servant was about to approach him to assist the King, but King Borasco glared at him. The King silently shooed the servant away as if he resented the slave for getting closer. The servants had always been in constant fear of their master, so they had never noticed the honest intentions and genuine emotions behind king Borasco’s actions around the Queen. All the servants were non-lycan and with no special abilities despite their supernatural identities, so they were not equipped with the ability to read thoughts and know what was inside their masters’ minds or understand their

said king Charles . " As you ordered your majesty ! " said the butler . " Liam , follow me ! " said the king . Liam bowed and went with the king while the servants looked at the situation confused . " Butler , what is going on ?! " asked one of the servants . " We are just servants . It's not good to be a gossip person . " said the butler with a creepy smile and used his power to erase all of the servants' and guards' memories of the current situation .