Servant To The Crown Novels & Stories

Gian's POV The servant's hall was a separate four-storey building located at the east side of the mansion, with its very own pool, pond and garden. On the first floor, there was a dainty lobby with padded chairs and a tea table. A television set hanging on the wall, a glass-door fridge full of fruit drinks ( I was dying to get one, perhaps a grape flavor), a coffee machine, and a counter with yummy looking cakes and pastries. Wait, is that a croissant?

"I... This lowly one will do anything. Anything that I could. Please spare me, your majesty!" "Anything?" The emperor repeated. With his tone, Mingming could tell he's interested in the idea, and the thought of beheading him subdued. He heard the sword being sheathed again. He let out a sigh of relief and his head rise again with twinkling eyes. Before he could even celebrate, the emperor speaks again. "Then be my loyal servant." Xu Zhengming froze for a second. Doesn't he want to leave the imperial palace? He gave up his current job as a eunuch on his very first day on the job. Being a servant of the emperor means he has to stay in the palace, right?

the king asked the man servant for the crown prince. “Your Majesty, the Crown Prince left before lunch in the morning and has not returned, along with his selected companions,” the servant, Mauricio’s personal servant, answered. Mauricio does not engage closely with his servants, even with the person who attends to his personal needs. Well, not if the person is from the same gender as Mauricio. Because when he likes a maidservant, Mauricio will demand being served on his bed in his chamber. But to avoid such scandalous things happening more often and disgusting as it was already happening, the king and queen appointed male servants to serve Mauricio on his basic and daily needs.

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—"

"These are the servants that was sent by the Crown Prince, they are all well-trained to fulfill all your needs." The Butler arrived earlier inside my chamber together with these unfamiliar servants, all of them were looking like a doll standing with no emotion on their faces. Isn't it funny? To see how Hades created these servants just for me? Well, it's not like I don't know his purpose, he sent these servants to guard me and to report everything I am doing to him. I tapped my fingers on the table, looking at them from head to their toes.

They all dared not to get close to me. “Your Highness,” a voice chimed in. A girl in my servant’s clothing made her way out of the strangers and made her way to me. Her hands in shackles, the same way as mine. I don’t know her, not even her name. Times like this I wish I knew who she was instead of just being a servant to serve me, for who am I during these trying times? Who am I without the crown? Who am I when I have a kingdom that I have failed to claim? Not a princess, not even someone fit to be served by anyone.

he explained. The servant added, “And she is not to be disturbed.” The servant turned to us for a brief moment and we nodded. A servant at the Crystal Palace might be called a servant. But outside this sacred fortress, they were regarded with high status. Even higher than the rulers of each kingdom as they were said to be chosen by the gods or the Oracle to reside here.

Royal replied wondering why she changed the topic. "You serve everyone? I don't get you Royal." "I mean to say I am a servant to everyone wolf in Wolfe Crimson Kingdom." Royal told Ariel. "That means you run errands for every household in Wolfe Crimson?" Ariel asked. "Yes and that was why I said everyone knows me and I know everyone." Royal answered, still smiling. "Isn't that stressful running errands for people?" "It's my job and I am used to it already." Royal responds. He wasn't used to it but he has to keep on with his facade until he has achieved his aim.

this was a proposal gift for Alexa many luxurious and priceless items were brought by them to the former General's residence. Many of the servants were jealous of their great lady for being so returned to the noble affections of the crown prince. "Oh my, we will definitely be more prosperous in the future," said one of the servants. "Our great lady is indeed the reincarnation of a goddess, she is very charismatic, worthy of being the rightful wife of His Highness the Crown Prince," replied one of the servants. "That's right, he never considers us servants but considers us brothers," replied the other servant joyfully.