My Lazy Prince

Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1 = A WOODEN BASKET

(Narrator's POV)

It was a cold night in the Eternal Paradise cult. The wife of the cult’s leader has recently given birth to a new born baby. The baby had beautiful golden blonde hair, and extraordinary rainbow colored eyes.

Suddenly, cries were heard around the cult. Both the cult leader and his wife were surprised to hear the cries of another child. The woman scooped her baby into her arms, as both her and her husband followed where the crying was coming from.

They both soon ended up in the cult’s garden. In the middle of the garden was a small, wooden  basket. The couple walked closer to the basket, and they were both surprised by what they saw.

It was another baby. The baby had (H/C) hair and two pairs of sparkling (E/C) eyes. The cult leader slowly picked up the child and slowly cradled it in his arms. The cult leader's wife saw something inside the basket. She reached inside the basket and pulled out a piece of paper. It was a note.

It read: "(Y/N)."

The couple assumed it was the baby’s name. They both looked at each other with confusion. "What do you think we should do with the child?" the cult leader asked.

"I'm not sure as well, dear." his wife replied, still cradling her now sleeping baby in her arms. The cult leader looked at the baby he was cradling and saw that she was asleep too. He observed how the child had beautiful and soft skin. "She is a very beautiful child. Don't you agree?" the woman asked her husband.

The cult leader looked at the baby and then back to his wife. "She is, isn’t she?" he replied. Just then an idea came into his mind. He looked at his sleeping son and smiled. "I think I know what to do with this child."

The woman perked up from what her husband said. She gave him a look of curiosity and signaled him to continue.

"Why not let her be our son’s personal maid." he suggested.

The woman was shocked by what her husband said. She was about to protest, but her husband cut her off. "Let me finish. We will raise (Y/N) with absolute care, but we shall also teach her how to be the perfect maid for Doma." The cult leader’s wife paused for a moment, but she soon sighed and nodded in agreement.

The couple walked back inside the cult, both carrying a baby in their arms.

With both the babies lives planned out. One will be treated like royalty, the other will be a personal maid. Both so different, yet both so alike. Who would have thought that a powerful being would fall head-over-heels for a mere maid.