The Lowly Palace Maid

Part 1

In a silent but peaceful night in the Kingdom of Klaudale, there is a family living in peace by the far corner of the kingdom. The father, Apollo Kerr, a Royal Adviser to the Crowned Prince and works for the Royal Family. The mother, Allegria Kerr, a housewife. Adira Kerr, a 9-year-old girl that only wishes of freedom. Ansel Kerr, her 11-year-old brother that prioritizes her and her only. Her story begins now.

Earlier this afternoon, from out of nowhere, father's presence was requested inside the Klaudale Palace, which was unusual as they only ask for him every morning or for the whole day.

While we were eating, somebody knocked harshly on the door, "Who might that be?" Ansel asked. He stood up from the dinner table and opened the door, Palace Knights barged in roughly making my brother stumble from their impact.

Mother's shocked face worried me, what do they need? "Wh—is there a p-problem? Sir?" Mother stuttered in her words, an effect of the shock these knights had brought upon us. I went over to my mom who seemed to be lost for words, she couldn't get a word out of her mouth.

"Would you please tell us what's happening?" I asked them out of curiosity. One of the official knights cleared his throat, "Your father, Apollo Kerr, The Royal Adviser, has commited Murder and Treason!"

All of us were shocked by the sudden news, "He murdered the Crown Prince Azrael and the Queen wants your presence in the viewing of Apollo Kerr's Death Sentence." The knight's sudden proclamation left us trembling in fear.

The dismayed faces of my family made the situation harder to bear. We immediately followed after the knights on the way to the Palace.

Finally, we were at our destination. The first thing that my eyes set sight upon was my father, locked in a guillotine. Mother's cries increased, she ran towards father, beside the guillotine stood a masked executioner ready to let go of the rope for the vertical sharp blades to come down, and Their Majesties.

"PLEASE! YOUR MAJESTIES! MY HUSBAND WOULD NEVER DO SUCH THINGS TO THE CROWN PRINCE! PLEASE, I BEG OF YOU! YOUR MAJESTIES, HAVE MERCY!" Mother cried and begged for our dear father's life, while me and my brother stared at each other.

You can guess what happened next. Minutes after my mother's statement, the Queen gestured to the executioner to let go of the rope, and so he did. Father's head fell on a basket in front of the body, the executioner made his way to the basket and lifted father's head up. Blood gushing out of his neck. It's the worst sight a child could ever see. His head was then handed to the King, he held father's head to his hair and finally shouted, "This day shall now be remembered as the day Apollo Kerr is declared a traitor!" The king shouted. Suddenly, the Queen cried.

"OH! MY DEAR AZRAEL!" She cried and cried, then suddenly she started gasping for air.

"H-help... h-help me..." She was stuttering and was at a loss for words. She suddenly stopped moving, everybody got confused, but she was declared dead. The intense emotions she felt resulted in a heart attack.

A few days later the kingdom mourned for the late Queen, and because of our father's betrayal, my brother and I were put in the Palace dungeon's together. We practically grew inside the bars.

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It has been years since the late Queen's death. The King remarried and forced my mother to serve her. We were abused, the Palace Guards would sexually harass me and out of misfortune, I've gotten pregnant without knowing who the father of this child is.

It was an evening and my mother served the King and the Queen's dinner, it was quite normal until the King started to choke, he was said to be as red as a tomato and had difficulty breathing. Everyone thought that he must be choking, so they tried to take the food out until they saw bubbles come out of it.

They accused my mother of poisoning the King's meal, causing the king to be in a coma for weeks. Nobody knew what to do to my mother until the Queen decided to give her a death sentence and announced that she shall be executed within a week. They took my brother that same day, I waited for him to return but he never did, I guess they disposed of him as well. My brother was the only person I thought would be with me forever, but even he was taken away from me.

Before my mother's execution, I gave birth to a beautiful lovely baby girl with beautiful brown hair like me. I'll name her Amelyn – the only family I will have left. She shall be the only reason I continue to live. 

After my mother's execution, I have been ordered to serve the Queen as her replacement. My daughter was told to be kept inside the cold dungeon, and I would only be allowed inside to either put her to sleep or feed her until she would be able to do those things by herself. I did not wish to leave my darling Amelyn inside a dark and cold dungeon alone, but I had no choice but to obey the orders of Her Majesty.

I had been taken out of the dungeon and given new clothes to wear while I'm to be at service for the Queen. She orders me to prepare her baths, clean her clothes, fix her hair, and give her meals. I was also told to put a glass of lukewarm water at the table beside her bed for when she wakes up at night. After a whole day of doing labor would I only be able to feed and sleep my darling Amelyn.

I was furious for how they are letting me treat my own child, but I have no such power nor right to feel that way. This is but the life of mere peasants such as myself. I've no power to do anything, the Queen must get what she wishes and what she wishes for is a life of luxury. That luxury could only be made possible by her maids, myself included. So I've nothing to do but endure the endless pain and suffering.

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Written by: @iamanarrow and sadgirl_ph

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