Chapter 2

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♡Arianna's P.O.V♡

"Arianna! Darling, will you please come down here?" Mother yells. "Of course, I'll be there in a moment!" I sigh and put my book back on the shelf. Cautiously, I walk down the stairs, curious to what she might want.

"Yes, mother?" I walk into the sitting room. She smiles lightly, "Have a seat, Darling." She gestures to the chair across from her. I furrow my brows in confusion but do as I was told. What is going on? I look to my dad but, he's starring at me grimly just as my mother is.

"Arianna. As you may know, we have been in terrible debt since the accident," he pauses and I nod slowly, not yet sure where it is going, "which has caused both your mother and I to be handicapped and since that has happened we can not find work," I nod again, wanting him to continue, "The queen has contacted us and said that her eldest son, Malachai, needs a new servant and-"

Wait a second. "You want me to become a servant?!" I screech. You have got to be kidding me. My parents are trying to put me into servitude.

"We're doing it for you, Arianna. We can barely support all of us. But, if you are at the palace, you will be well taken car of. You don't have to but, please. For your own sake." Dad says quietly.

"Fine. But, just so we're clear, I'm doing this for you guys, not for myself."

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