Royal Servant Novels & Stories

The emperor looked at me as if he's waiting for me to bow to him too, Shan nudged me. I looked at the emperor sharply. " I don't bow down to anyone. " I said. The emperor laughed. "I like your boldness. " He commented, i remained silent. He shook his head and smirked when he saw i was holding Shan's hand. " You do know that the royal family doesn't allow any cut sleeves to run the empire. " "And you do know that I'm not part of your family and i will never be. " I snapped. Shan held my arm to stop me.

I said to the male servant helping with his clothes, the servant looked at him for confirmation and stepped back when he nodded. I help fasten his belt, wear his robe, and comb his hair “I'm done” I grinning staring straight at his eyes. “Hmmm, move back” He ordered coldly, and i hissed “You aren't even grateful” I muttered loud enough for him to hear. “I never forced you” He replied “That is because I like serving you” I chuckled, he shaked his head and sighed “Did you have breakfast? “ “No” “Then I should… “ “Your Majesty, I brought your breakfast” I frowned when I heard Morgan’s voice.

"Look, I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable this morning, but I will try to be more mindful of your-" "Stop. Really!" I said quickly. "Servants aren't supposed to be friends with Royals. We don't eat with them. We're not supposed to break the ranks." He pursed his lips while setting the bowl on the small table. "Just tell me what my tasks are so I can complete them. I need to know what tasks are time sensi-" He stopped me talking by putting his thumb over my lips.

There's no way that I wouldn't be glad, since I've been waiting for this day to come. Where I can already grasp the whole Empire with my palm. The servants led me inside the Imperial Palace, the whole servants were lining up when I reached the second floor. They were ordered to work as my servants. 16 servants and 32 knights were lining up as if welcoming me when I stepped my foot on the elegant stairs. They are servants in appearance, but I do know that they're not loyal to me. They will serve as a spy to watch over me. There were few people, because they are trained to serve the Imperial Palace, to serve the royalties which is the Emperor and the royal princes.

Jasper grabbed the chalice and took a sip while the palace servant visibly paled. “What is this?” “P-poison beer” Jasper took another sip and smacked his lips together. “Needs a bit of a tanginess to it. Don’t you think?” The servant was at a loss for words. His expression showed that he had never tasted it before. Obviously, servants would not eat or drink food fit for royalty. “M-My My lord, I do not know” Jasper only raised an eyebrow but held the chalice and continued walking forward as everybody looked at him with awe.

Akari said, “we could start having our own fun over here. So much fun they won’t be able to stand it.” Beatrice smiled. “Let’s have something to drink, shall we? Footman!” she called out and a young servant came over immediately. “Yes, Royal Consort,” he said solicitously when he reached their table. He was a human and for a moment, Keanna could have sworn he glanced over at her. It was quick, but definitely there. He didn’t look again, though, and the moment passed.

Aria stated as she pointed at the vintage clock on the wall. At this moment, a knock was heard and the door swung open. A young man with red hair stepped into the room. He was tall but not taller than Alexander, he wore the uniform of a butler. "Lord Alexander sent me to tell the consort that it was time to go to the party." His voice was gentle but his red eyes weren't. A vampire. Athena met this butler when she first entered the mansion. He greeted her without showing any emotions in his face and looked unapproachable but Alexander told her that he was trustworthy and strong.

and they most of them stood outside my room door especially the male servants. "Welcome back, ma'am." They all chorused. "I got something for y'all." I smiled, bringing out the chocolates and biscuit i brought and handing it over to them, to share amongst themselves. "Wow, thank you ma'am." They all chorused, their eyes staring at the chocolates and biscuits, with so much happiness. As servants, slaves— we don't really get to eat the good stuffs, servants are not even allowed to eat the leftovers of the royals. We have our separate cook, and the ingredients we use. At least they keep us healthy enough to serve them.

Was she an employee, or was she an independent consultant? “As I said, read it and memorize it. There are certain rules and standards to which you must adhere. You have to learn protocol and decorum, and what is acceptable behavior.” Fiona stopped and spun around, glaring at Tucker for a moment before her gaze cooled as it moved to Harper’s. “You’re here as an employee, not a friend. It would be wise to remember that and behave accordingly.” “Fiona certainly hates it when us commoners dare become friends with the royalty,” said Tucker with a chuckle, clearly unconcerned by Fiona’s opinion on the matter.

A maid asks the fellow maid. The first ones to be checked up are the servants in the palace. They all lined up outside the royal infirmary, waiting for their turn. "I don't know either but I think it's a good thing. Turns out the royalties know to look down upon us. They now care for our well-being." Her fellow maid answered. Then another maid joined their conversation, "I don't think that's the case." "What do you mean?" The two ask.