The lost wolf (on hold (exam period))

Chapter One

Hey you yes you the one reading this THANK YOU SO DAMN MUCH! So this is my new book I already published one once but it wasn't good. I wanted something better so I'm really hoping this one will get your attention. You know what I mean not After attention but just a little bit just a tiny little bit attention. Please do not copy this unless you ask for permission I would really appreciate it! But I know you guys would be supper awesome I can feel it. This story is not edited yet just a little check here and there but please keep in mind that I am Algerian who lives in Belgium what makes me actually a Belgian. Okay sorry I' m kinda really scared. So if you find any mistakes and you are an editor please hit me up and let me know if you want to help. That would be awesome thanks. Now I will stop talking/ typing I know that nobody really reads this but I gave it a try. Love ya all even if don't know you just know if you have any problem I'm all ears and I don't judge because I will leave that to God. Please enjoy! 
Ps I don't have a lot of time for writing so if it takes to long I'm sorry I will try my best! xxx
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Rose's POV

My name is Rosealinda Marie Costas I'm 17 years old. But most call me Rose, I live in a little village in England our King is cruel baster that only cares about himself. The village needs his help but all he cares about is his own shellfish self. We've been in a really bad period these past few months. The people are starving and dying of hunger and freezing to death because of the weather. This winter is cold that is what causes all the food and plants to die and the animals to hide.
I'm glad that we can keep our animals warm in their stall. There is no food people are all dying there is no solution to our misery. I heard that the king is sick and I hope that he dies I'm not cruel to wish anyone death but he deserves it we need someone that would take care of his kingdom I hope his son can save us well that is if he isn't like his bastard of a father!
My father is also getting sick of the weather I really hope that he is going to get better. If he doesn't then that leaves mama and me to survive this cruel world alone. Being a woman makes it worse because women are seen as a subject not as a living human being. But I'm glad that not everyone thinks that way.
The love my parents share is so beautiful, I hope one day I would find a man that looks at me the same way my father looks at mama. I don't even know of that even exist these days.

I was preparing soup for father when I heard a knock on our door. I put the pot out off the fire so that it wouldn't burn. I went up to the door and asked "Who is there?". "This the royal messenger open the door." I opened the door and looked at the man in expensive and soft velvet and bridge uniform it looked really warm compared to my thin fabric of a dress. "What can I help you with sir?" I asked with a smile. "The king has ordered for all maidens to attend the meeting for him to choose maids to work for him." I stood there shocked why would the king want maids doesn't he have enough! I was really angry but I didn't show anything I just stood there and smiled at him. "When would that be sir?" I asked politely. "The day after tomorrow. Good evening." He said with a flat voice. Clearly not interested in going around in the cold for his majesty. "Good evening sir." I said before closing the door.

"Who was that at the door honey?" My mom asked with a soft voice. "It was the royal messenger mama, the king has addressed all maidens to attend a meeting where he can choose new maids." I said to her. "What a cruel man doesn't he have enough maids working for him!" My mom said angry. She held her arm out for me and I gladly accepted her offer and went up to her. "Do not worry my child everything will be okay." She whispered in my ear. I leaned in on her comforting hug. "I'm really scared mama." I said to her. "Don't be my child remember what I told you?" She asked me. "To survive this cruel world you need to be strong and have courage and believe that there's always hope." We repeated at the same time. "That is it honey just believe when you believe in something it will come true." She said to me. She give me a kiss on the forehead and went to check on father. I went back to the soup.