I will watch you from afar
Love you from faraway
Whisper sweet nothingness in your ears in my dreams
Of all the questions I've asked
Why Is it that I fell in love with someone beyond me
Why Is it I fell for the man whom my kind mistress is enga...
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Aviva's pov🤍.... "Have I done something to offend you Aviva." She sounded so confused as to why I'd make such a rash descions. After thinking through the night, I had decided I wasn't worthy to serve her in the slightest. Perhaps if I was a simple kitchen maid I wouldn't dare desire a man such as he nor even have the time to think of him anymore. "No, your majesty. I just wish to be ...." My words cut off when Zenon came in, he looked akward seeing Perhaps he remembered what he had done last night, Diana picked up her skirt and walked to Zenon, telling him what I had told her. He seemed surprised and a little hesitant at first but then he spoke "if it's what she wants Diana" he cleared his throat refusing to look at me. Diana wanted to speak in protest but I cut her off bowing my head in respect "Thank you your majesty" I turned to Diana with my head still bowed "I shall resume my duties immediately your majesty."
As I kneaded the thick mass of dough, I could hear the whispers behind my back. They were wondering how in less than a day, I became a kitchen maid instead of Diana's Handmaid. "Aviva" the head cook called out, I wiped my flour covered hand on my Apron walking over to the old woman. We walked to the secluded area close to the kitchen store. "The Queen's wished me to give you this cake from her plate" she brought out tye cake wrapped with cloth that had the Royal seal. I swallowed thickly, tears and sweat clouding my eyes. I held the cake away from me "Tis not yet time to eat" Samara looked at me. "Child, I do not know why you punish yourself so but you need to eat." She pushed the cake into my hands and walked away. I covered my mouth to prevent a loud sob from bursting out from my lips. I felt guilty to my very core, to my bones I felt pain. I looked at the cake once again and decided to hide it inside my Apron, I would give someone deserving of it. I wiped ny eyes and went back to my station kneading dough like no tomorrow, doing chores till my arms ached and back cried out in pain. At midday I was escorted to the maids dining hall where we all were served soup and bread. I sat alone, the maids avoided me and gossiped behind my back.
"Oh how the mighty have fallen" I heard the same voice that called me out on my misdeeds yesterday mock me today. "From the glorified maid to nothing but a kitchen scum" I held my spoon tightly wanting to speak up for myself but I knew I deserved it, I deserved to be treated as this. I said nothing as I heard the snickers from the other maids. I rushed eating my food and left the dining hall feeling their judgy eyes on my skin. I bumped into Samara and she looked alarmed at my frazzled state. "Calm yourself child" her hands held my sides "Do you have any chores that need to be done lady Samara." I rushed out saying "The Royal sheets need washing" she walked over to the basket containing the sheets and gave it to me with the washboard.
