The Monarch

The Hope

Bridgette wakes up early and streches a bit.

The cooks were up, quietly talking as they made food.

Bridgette secretly listens to them, leaning against the cart side.

"Yes I admit it's odd but I swear, charcoal can do great things when it comes to grease."

The slave's cook laughs quietly. "I bet it's no help when shower checks are due." They both laugh.

After a moment one sighs and shrugs. "My mother knew all kinds of secrets." He winked.

"Like what?"

"Here.. add a bit of cinnamon and.. when they eat it, they'll probably think it's the best thing in the world considering what you've been feeding them."

Bridgette looks confused and tries to get closer to listen better, except when she does there is a loud creak from the cart. She goes pale.

The cooks both look up. "Looks like we've got ourselves an early bird."

The guard's cook stands.

"Watch the eggs, don't let them burn." The other nods and the chef begins walking to the cart.

Bridgette shuts her eyes and quickly puts her face in her knees, yet is too tense to be believable.

The guard chuckles...a laugh that seemed familiar. "It's just a kid."

The boy was awake, scowling at the cook. "What are you doing up so early?"

The kid continues glaring. "Awaiting my life to be twisted into a nightmare."

The cook sighs. "That's no way to spend your morning."

Bridgette is even MORE confused though she doesn't move, and she listens to the boy.

"Says the person who can go to the bathroom without having to wait. Guess what? There's a problem with that, I've gotta pee!"

The cook looks back to the other cook who shakes his head. "Look kid, you going to have to hold on a little longer."

"Hey that's not fair!" Bridgette looks up and pouts, "He has to go to the bathroom, so let him!"

The cook looks at Bridgette, before turning his head away quickly. "Look miss, he'll have to wait until the permitted time."

"ILL PEE MYSELF!" The kid yells, the cook turns, placing a hand over his mouth, black hair over his face. "Quiet down."

Bridgette stares at the cook and studies him "... you sound familiar... do I know you? And let the kid pee you bully!"

The cook looks back at the other cook, who does a gesture showing he didn't care. "Alright, quickly then." The slave cook unlocks the cart, pulling the kid out by the arm.

Bridgette smiles a bit and sits back in the cart. "Wait- you didn't answer me!"

The guard locks the gate, looking at her and winking before heading off a bit with the kid.

Bridgette blinks a few times and shakes her head "WHAT THE-"

A: (someone stop her before she swesrssssss)

"Shut it!" The guard's cook shouts.

Bridgette grumbles and sits back, furious with the new guard. Soon after the cook returns with the kid, opening the gate once more. "Gee thanks mister." The kid pouts.

Bridgette smiles at the boy and give the cook a sharp demonic glare before sitting down with the kid.

L: (Lol did Bridgette see his face?)