We walked through beautiful golden hallways to the basement, in other words the servant's 'quarters'. This horrendously unjust! Me being myself I thought the king had brought us here so the prince his son would have a chance of finding his mate among us but instead, I was to be a servant. the lowest rank and the most spiteful job across all kingdoms. The sad thing about it all was, we hadn't even been given a warning of this in advance, we most definitely probably would never see our families again.
I had heard of many people who died servants of the royals. No matter how old you were as long as you could work, you had no choice but to do so, as to live in the kingdom. The king was scared because these people knew the palace and it's secrets so well, they would betray his rule by plotting against him. Something a lot of people had tried to do over the years but had failed, the reason why witches powers were banned in the palace.
It was no longer than five years ago when witches were finally accepted into the werewolf kingdom, a lot of people across the kingdom were still hesitant about what they were capable of. They could try and take power over all kingdoms of mythical creatures and make sure only they were in rule.
I sighed and looked around. The room four others and I had to share was...rusty. The paint was peeling off the thick brick walls and the arrangement of the beds made everything look like something our of a free boarding school, were we had to cramp up. Everything about it made me feel uncomfortable compared to my old room back home; my comfortable double bed. My thick suitable bedding compared to the thin sheets that were sprawled out on the metal single bed. The floors were wooden and there were a few light bulbs hanging off the ceiling, this room seemed as though it did not belong anywhere in the luxurious palace awaiting up the stairs.
This was something I hadn't expected. Even as servants, we don't deserve to be living in such conditions. Awful and the king thought he was a good leader. He had lied to us all when he claimed the servants lived in the same conditions as himself! I scoffed and sat on the metal bed that squeaked with my weight.
"Seriously!? There is not even charging slots in this fucking pig sty!" Christina groaned as soon as all the guards and maids had left the room, throwing herself onto her bed besides mine.
"You're so stupid," a girl I recognised to be Reneé growled at Christina which she gladly returned out of confusion and frustration "Out of everything that has just happened all you have to complain about is charging slots?" she spat glaring at Christina. If looks could kill she would have died a couple of times already.
"What the fuck else do you want me to say? Oh, I am so jolly! I have Just been ripped away from my mother and my lovely home to be put in some shit-hole to work for some stupid royals. Never mind the fact that this whole pig sty makes the situation seem as though we've been moved back a couple of centuries." Christina shouted dramatically throwing her hands up in all directions.
"But you have the opportunity to share grounds with the prince himself, you should feel honoured to be here!" Now, if she was ever to marry the prince it would obviously be for the throne.
"Oh the prince!" she said faking excitement and a lovestruck face was plastered onto her face. She started fanning herself with her hands then flipped Reneé off. Knowing Christina, she did not care about the prince at all; especially not for his amazingly good looks, wealth and mostly importantly his title. She, like me wanted to spend the rest of her life with her true mate no matter his status in the kingdom was.
"We don't need this immaturity!" Beverly pipped in, another girl we sadly had to room with for God knows how many years. Because of what had already been thrown at me i knew to expect the least expected
"We don't need your slutt-" before Christina got the chance to finish, her back was on the the hard, cold wooden floor with an angry bimbo growling at her. She was on the verge of shifting when a soft knock sounded on the door which hardly could keep itself up.
Christina quickly stood up to open it and revealed a fine young man, as cliché as it sounds. His brown hair was messy and went well with his hazel eyes and naturally tanned skin. The was a light trace of muscles which were obvious through his thin vest top.
"Annabelle?" his voice was husky and deep, I could listen to him talk for years and never get bored.
Christina nudged me and pushed me a little towards him. "That's-me" I said raising my hand up as if i was in a classroom, i did feel so picked on. I panicked and used my left hand to pull the right one back "I, I mean that'll be me; Sir." I stuttered.
"Well, as soon as you catch yoour breath and maybe stop drooling please follow me." he said and he turned around to leave. I was so stunned by his words I did not even bother to follow him to wherever I was meant to.
"Whoa he's one hot peace of meat." Christina said and we all laughed. "Our mind link isn't working anymore." her face turned serious all of a sudden again. As members of the same pack we should have been able to communicate with each other through our minds. Members of the same family and mates after completing their bond could also do the same. But the royal family could speak to anyone of their kingdom, related or not.
" I know the king got witches to disgard connection to the pack, we're basically rogues." the other girl in the room who'd hardly spoken to anyone. She did appear to be a little shy but I couldn't be too sure.
"Alright, wish me luck whatever I am to do." I said running after the handsome man. I followed his scent to at least three floors above were I had been. The walls looked rich and beyond expensive, there was red carpets all across the floor and portraits of the royal family and their loved ones, including a few with commoners like I had been.
I found the man standing outside a chocolaty brown door which appeared to have recently been polished."You are to clean this room and head back to the servants quarters soon after," he said gesturing for me to go through the door. He leaned closely to my ear and i felt his hot breath tickle my sensitive skin. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do, you know the consequences."
Just like that he was gone, I twisted the golden door knob and the most delicious scent I had ever smelt consumed my nostrils.
hey hey, i'm tired and i got a bunch of mock exams:( but i like typing this up so its all good bbys oh and please please give me some feedback like please, next chapter will be dedicated to whoever comments 1st... if anyone comments.
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