Chapter 2

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Queen mother had given me a bucket load of chores. In my opinion i think she hated me. Why? Because, she never gave anyone a lot of chores to do but me. Sometimes she would let the other servants out so i could do their jobs. I really didn't think it was fair. 

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I had done everything she instructed me to do, and i feel exhausted.  

"He has finally arrived." Adisa grabbed my hand and she was pulling me. She was so excited that he was here, because she talked about his arrival everyday since.

By the time we had reached the palace entrance, everyone was there, beaming up with smiles. There were flower girls there, waiting. We all stood in line, and waited. The King and Queen had already arrived. The Queen, over dressed herself today. Couldn't she see, the temperature was on a flippen high. I mean, we were sweating in our uniforms. Then finally he arrives. The palace gate man, went and opened the large gate doors. And in came a Jeep Commander. Living and working her in the palace, one new almost all car models. Everyone was clapping and cheering. I mean even if i cheer, it wouldn't make a difference, because, they were noisy anyway. But not the rowdy kind of noisy. The right type of noisy. The car stopped and the door opened. And out came him.

The Queen Mother hugged him really tight, and the his father. They did hug but not the womanly type of hug. The manly type. And then he looked up at everyone.

Geez this was some grand entrance. 

"It's great to be back, dad." he spoke. He didn't sound as arrogant as everyone said he would sound.  

"We can see that son. It's great having you back home."

I looked up, because i felt a pair of eyes on me. And there i met his eyes. It felt as if time had stopped. I then diverted my gaze and Adisa and Genevieve, looked at me, as if i had grown ten heads. 

"Oh, lets go in son." the Queen said. She pranced in like she was a school girl. We all followed and i had to go to the kitchen.

The kitchen was a little bit hectic, because we all were preparing the Prince's favourite foods. It didn't take long for us to prepare the meals, because half of it was done earlier, in the morning.

"Amara, the Queen says you should serve the dinner tonight with me." a girl called out through the door. Her name was, Adeze. She seemed to be rude and nasty towards me, all the time. With other she acted normal.

And i swear on my early grave that the Queen, is trying to drag me, to my early grave. I swear, it seemed like she was out to get me. I breathed in my inhaler and took the glasses and put them on the tray. I then headed out the door.

The dining room was filled with laughter and talk. I was surprised the young Prince David, sat at the table today. We usually had to serve his food in his room. He hated sitting around too many people.

I placed the glasses on the table, and that's when he spoke. 

"Thank you." he said. I diverted my gaze from him and looked down. Royalty never seemed to thank anyone, besides Prince David when he wasn't around the Queen. 

"Michael, we don't thank the servants, sweetie. They know why they do their job." she said eyeing me. Her gaze was really scary. Her gaze could kill a wizard, trust me.

I went to the kitchen to go and fetch the second tray of foods and placed it on the table. 

"Amara, why were you late this morning for your chores." she said. I thought Genevieve and Adisa had handled this situation. 

"My Queen, I had to care for my mother this morning, the sickness took a toll on her again. I'm sorry it will not happen again" i said bowing down. But deep down i knew it would happen again. My mothers sickness didn't have a guarantee, of when it will begin and when it will end. 

"It better not. I can't have people doing your chores for you, anymore." this time, i think she meant it. I wish i could find a better job, but most jobs wanted qualified people, and as you can see, i am nowhere near qualifying. 

"Yes my queen, it won't happen again." i said. 

"You may go now." she pointed to the door with her finger. And with that i was out.

Prince Michael's P.O.V

Mother was too strict, on the servants here. I wasn't even allowed to say thank you. I thought that was common curtsey, what everyone does. The girl my mother asked questions on right now, intrigued me. She wasn't like all the other servants here. I could sense it she was different. Mother had seemed to instruct the cook, to dish all my home favourites, but i don't know how, we will all finish this tonight. It felt like we were abusing food.

"Michael sweetie, did you hear." i was suddenly broken out of my thoughts. It was mother. 

"No mother, sorry i wasn't listening much." i said smiling faintly at her. 

"Your father said, you are to meet with the princess tomorrow. We are going to discuss, your'lls wedding." she said. She seemed all cheerful and all. Even father was smiling which was rare comming from him. 

"That will be nice." what more was i to say.

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