Public Servant Synonym Novels & Stories

the servant said, in a low and unwilling whisper. “My name Is Rio,” said the tall servant, doing a poor job of hiding the feelings of annoyance that could be seen on his face. “Jay…” said the other one, no longer bowing his head as low as before, going as far as to look elsewhere as he spoke. All Darun could do was smile. It was obvious that the servant in front of him was going to great lengths to show him that he was being rude on purpose. “After you…” was all Darun said in response, pulling his cloak tighter around him as he slowly looked around, following behind the servants in front of him who walked at a fast pace that would make anyone wonder if they were being chased from behind.

Adrianna White "W..what", I stuttered, unable to formulate a sentence. Everyone looked shocked except the man seated next to him, the one I was about to serve. He banged his fist on the table drawing everyone's attention to him, not that the attention wasn't already on him. "Listen up, Adrianna is my personal servant. She's my personal servant, my personal whore, my personal slave, he growled out "W…what ", I gasped out, feeling everyone's eyes on me.

I was desperate to get her to like me. "You don't get it, do you?” She leaned back in her seat, rolling her eyes. “No matter how much you dress a servant up to look like a king, he would still be a servant. Why? Because a servant's blood runs through his veins. No matter how much we try to tweak it, you can never be the perfect fit for Saint.” "Ma'am—"

He set his cup down with a sharp clink against the saucer. "She needs someone to keep her in check and show her how things work here." "A handmaiden?" I asked. I looked between Adriel and Mitchell, my chest tightening. "What does that mean?" "It is a friend, sort of," Adriel said. He reached out and tapped his fingers against the back of my hand. "But she does everything you want her to do," he added. "She will accompany you wherever you go." I stared at him, my heart slowing down. "Like a servant?"

he said. Okay, a servant again. I am always called a servant no matter the issue or case or problem or situation. No one ever misses that chance to call me a servant which I am but never wished to be. "She is a sweet soul. Even though she is a servant, the moon goddess made the both of us mates." Danny said. "Don't forget what this relationship can do to your position." "Don't worry about that." he replied and gave my shoulder a little squeeze which I think is an indication to leave.

“Dear citizens of Lycara, as you all know today is the day of the selection and allocation. I have received all your applications for new servants.” “For those who are not aware, there are three categories of servants.” She said looking towards us, the new selection. “General servants — these sets of humans are allocated to a household or the castle to work there, this could be as a cleaner, nanny, gardener or cook.” “Pack caregivers — these humans are responsible for taking care of the pack as a whole. Cleaning up after the warriors finish training, farming, weeding, fishing and so on.” “Personal entertainers — as the name implies, these humans are given to a specific master to attend to pe

Luckily there was one here who was going to answer; the man called Nil who was one of the 7 great Divine Servants under the tutelage of the Dark God Seth. The 7 great servants under Seth were given code names: from Six to Nil; and Nil was the strongest. He was as powerful as a strong battle God, and even Seth proclaimed once that Nil was capable of becoming his successor, if he was ever looking to have someone takeover his mettle. Like a classic anime villain he went on to explain the Dark God's entire plan.

Kilian stepped in front of me. “She does not speak english. IShe is my new servant. Dad, you can not have her. You bought her for me!” The word hit me hard. Servant! Was he telling his dad I was his servant? Would his father take me now that the truth was out. “Lyra?” Dragan’s face turns to regrat.

He yells, glaring hard at Jay while sniffing the hair. "There's no scent. Who are they?" "Witch servants. They are witch servants, my lord, and they are here to serve you. Serves us." He adds. I and Jay stay mute with a lot running through my head. What are witch servants? The man scoffs and walks past us to his horse. The black horse and the most scary horse were his. Belwis signals us to leave, and we follow him out of the stable. "Witch servants?" I ask him.

He added. "I think humans get servants here," Dylan sip his coffee and nodded at it. " Exactly how I like it," He said. "It's called a help, if you call it servant it looks like you are calling them slaves," Casper whispered to Dylan. Dylan rolled his eyes again. "humans are so despicable! what difference does it make, it's just a name," he said shrugging his shoulder. "To you but not to them," Casper said. "What mischief are you up to now my prince?" Casper asked with a sleek smile.