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His name is Donovan because Donny seems too cutesy at the moment. Hes really attractive, I will try write some more on him sometime soon.
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Athia, the land of beauty, riches and gold. It is one of the strongest continents ever known. No one can ever conquer it or bring it down to its knees. This is largely because of the monarchy that controls it. Enemies have no chance and will never.
Weaknesses are always hidden and will never be found. Everyone in the monarchy is strong, fearless and brave. It is said that the princes and princess since birth are told that weak die and the strong, live.
All over the globe, different powers were seen in humans from invisibility to telekinesis. The powers were often seen in the middle and high class but could be seen in the working class. People breed for powers to create powerful children and create a strong bloodline to keep their family on top. Majority of people didn't have powers and the ones who did were wealthy.
The current king is Donovan. He is strong, harsh, cruel and unforgiving. He has no remorse for anyone. Though with his harsh qualities the land is flourishing under his rule, he is a great leader but is terrible with people. As cruel as he is, King Donovan is a handsome, sexy man even with his cold personality.
Then there is me.
I'm a servant in his castle but I serve his sister and not him. His sister is kind but very physically and mentally strong. I guess in a way we have become friends, I have been with her since five years old. I have no powers at all and in other words, I am weak. When my parents realise this at the age of 14 they kicked me out of the house. When Odette found out she made me her handmaiden.
Now, I'm 19 years old and still her handmaiden. The job isn't that bad and I do enjoy it but I just want more. I want to explore more of my talents than washing and cooking. I have saved enough money but to leave I'm going to have to talk to King Donovan. I really didn't want to talk to him. He terrifies me, maybe it's because of the authority and power that he has.
After helping Odette this morning with her hair, makeup and clothes. I meekly knock on the big door to his study. Hearing a deep reply, I quietly open the door and see him talking to his adviser. He motions at the chair across from him. I slowly and as silently as possible trying not to disturb the conversation.
Servants aren't allowed to make direct eye contact with a royal unless asked to or being spoken too. I hate making eye contact. Some royals are absolute shit heads like the perverted uncle of the king who I try to avoid because of the experience I have I am the head maid. When the uncle comes over I only allow males to help him because he gets touchy and I think if he has the chance to rape he will. Everyone is too scared to tell the King because they are related.
"Speak quickly, I barely have time for this." His stern voice cuts me out of my thoughts. This is one of the reasons why I avoided him for so long. He scares the wits out of me. His voice, muscles and his demeanour is what frightens me.
"I am requesting four months leave." I meekly ask as I slowly look up to him. He didn't seem angry nor did he seem happy.
"No." Donovan curtly says. I can't believe it. I've held my tongue for so many years and now I can't take this shit. I haven't had a single deal off since I started working at the castle and have four-month leave is a problem. I meditate daily because of the stupidity I deal with in this job. I clutch my fist tightly in hopes getting less angry.
Suddenly, strong wind flows through the room and books fall from the bookshelf. Papers and books flew around the room. The windows shatter and the door flings open. The wind stops and papers slowly fall on to the floor.
Please tell that wasn't me. It couldn't have been because I don't have any powers at all. It must be them. I look up and see King Donovan with a smirk on his face and his advisor stare at me in shock.
It was me. He is going to kil-
Donovan says, "Take her and get her fitted. While she does that call Vanessa and tells her it's over. Push the date to tomorrow."
I ask, "What?"
"Your power indicates that you're strong and worthy of my children. The passion, spirit and power that you have is what I crave. The woman I was engaged to doesn't have any of that."
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12 hours later, I have been threatened, tortured and starved. Now I am dressed in white long, beautiful dress which closely looks like a wedding dress. Wait, this is a wedding dress, what the flying hell is going on? This is why I needed a holiday, I'm losing brain cells and fast. I don't know why I wearing this, some strong ass women just forced me to it. Elisa hands me a beautiful bouquet and pushes me out the door into a gigantic beautiful church.
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I almost fall but quickly gain my balance to see more than twenty sets of eyes watching me while the wedding melody plays, not wanting to be embarrassed I walk to the altar where Donovan stands waiting for me.
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(You decide the ending. I was so hyped to write this and then I went away and came back and that's why it's so shit.)
