Obedient Servant Novels & Stories

A cat that swallows more than it can chew chokes on its own ambition. I remembered that day clearly. How livid I was when I heard those words. "Eva, do not do anything you would regret. Let's not forget our place. We are servants, and our purpose is to live and die while serving the king. Do not have any other thoughts." Servants. Servants. That was all I had ever heard my entire life. I was just a servant—someone who could never rise above my rank, someone who could never be more. But did I want to accept that fate?

“I grow weary of those who try to manipulate me. Those who cast me as a savior. A servant. An obedient pawn. Half truths are just manipulations. Telling me things to push me around.” “Your criticism is fair. I do not wish you harm. I am only a servant to my master, I do not have the power to manipulate. Even the power that places me here is not mine, only given for this mission.” “Say your piece. I make no promises on heeding your words, but you shall say them, as I fear I have no choice in the matter anyways. Both of us are forced here without our permission.” “I am not forced, my child. I serve my Goddess willingly.”

Margaret was starting to feel unhappy. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Myers. I can't follow your orders. I am Mr. Myers' assistant, and I will only listen to his orders." "You are just an assistant hired by Edric. To put it nicely, you are an employee. If I put it bluntly, you are just a servant. What qualifications do you have to refute me?" Margaret was vexed when she saw that John wasn't bending to her will. John smiled faintly and was unbothered by her insult. "You are right. I am indeed a servant hired by Mr. Myers. However, as a servant, I am only loyal to my master. Since you are not my master, I can't follow your orders!”

"Simeon! Mrs Claire called to the Butler who was already standing behind her obediently after getting her the glass of the water. He bowed with attention like a loyal dog. "Listen, young lad, from now henceforth, you will be working for us. And you're bound to us, anything that is required of you, you simply do that. It doesn't matter what kind of labour you may be subject to or the time of the day. I call, you answer as an obedient slave should to his master. Do I make myself clear?" "Y-yes my lady!" She nodded. She finally used the word SLAVE. Remember your father's words Isabella, you're making this sacrifice for the family. She sighed quietly and accepted her fate.

When I jolted awake from the nightmare, the first thing I saw was the magnified face of the psychologist. Faced with the doctor my parents had hired, I cooperated unexpectedly well. Seeing that I was awake, she softened her voice gently. "Ronnie, can you tell me why, no matter what people do to you, you never resist? Why do you even hurt yourself?" I blinked, my tone perfectly natural. "Because only obedient children don't get beaten." Those clubs… those torn clothes… those pitch-black cellars… I had already experienced enough of the price of disobedience.

If even a single metric looked off, she’d find a reason to come after me. "Kian, why did you only get one 5-star review today? Were you rude to customers? "I’m telling you, as a future son-in-law of the Grants, you need to carry yourself properly. Don’t embarrass us. "And look at this! Your on-time rate is only 92%? Back when Thomas was running his business, everything was built on one word: trust. If you can’t even deliver food on time, what can you possibly be trusted with in the future?"

Winston replied, helping himself into a nearby seat. I felt more confused. “Can you stop speaking in parables and tell me what the hell happened.” I barked at him and he recoiled. “Jeez!” He exclaimed. “I guess it is because you are not familiar with the servant’s rule. If your master does not give you a direct place of rest, you get to stay in the least available room in the east wing, and in addition, you get the least of everything.” He replied before releasing a breath.

If her mother isn't by her side, she immediately turns into an arrogant little devil. "Once again, please forgive me, Young Master," said the maid kneeling in front of him. "I will bring you a new dish, Young Master," he continued in a voice trembling with fear. It's not that the little boy has superpowers to make him afraid, but the father of the child is the ruler of this country, it's clear that the servant is afraid because he has annoyed his child.

“but Serafino, They were looked like much stronger than we thought what if they could kill us all in one move like they did to our two allies” One of the servants said. “I thought that you were all fighters. Are you a Coward? Did you know that they were only a child and all of you here were almost the same? How many centuries older than them!” I saw how the servants swallow hard. All of them here have only a small brain. They were only thinking About was fighting nothing else, so I could simply order them. For the reason that they were, I needed a leader like me. “in the account of three, I want you to move faster”

the serviteurs rebutted. "They're coming, Makamisa, tell the horse to act normal until it arrives here." The serviteur then looked at the armed men behind them, "The rest of you to your positions", he ordered. "I will help you with the cause of the Divine, but should we ever lose to them I will betray you", Eleya spoke under her breath. The serviteur chuckled at Eleya's statement, "Then you will help us deliver the trigger angel." he answered. Eleya turned the other way, uninterested.