What?!
What does he mean,
Do you know I have a pet?
Am I his babysitter? How would I know!?
No I don't know!
I'm not going to say it like that though.
'You do, My Lord?'
'Yes, and since you like pets I'll be putting him in your care'.
Him? A male,
Hmm, suits him actually.
'As you wish My Lord, may I know his type, to get ready with food and supplies?'
I think I saw a hint of a smirk playing on his lips.
Earning both my admiration and hatred at the same time.
He looked stunning, and kinda of a son of a-something a lady mustn't utter- for smirking at what I said.
'He is a bit...different, but I'll tell my people to bring him to you with his supplies, so cease your worries' He said while trying to hide the amusement in his eyes.
But I saw right through his marble stone of a face.
Anyway, that saves me the trouble indeed.
'As you wish, My Lord'
I turned after hearing him hum and went out of the room.
'Holly cow' I whispered to myself
The man's gestures practically screamed "fear me!"
Is he even human?
No, a HighLord.
I knew that but it was still so intemidating.
I kinda want to know how his mother managed to give birth to such a stone of a human.
I don't really want to meet him again, for the best of my mental health.
I remembered the paper in my hands just then, and opened it to see a very delicate and confident hand writing saying,
Are cute monsters considered pets?
PS, I like my eggs semi fried by the way.
I was burning...
But choose to ignore that..
What does he mean,
Cute monsters?
Is his pet dangerous or something?
If that was right, why call him pet?
I mean as long as it's cute, I can take it.
After going to bed I kept thinking of what kind of pet I'd find in the pet rooms tomorrow.
And how the hell can an egg be semi fried!
Every one around me was already in deep sleep, they had a point, tomorrow is a big day, I need to get some sleep too.
That night I dreamt of a small puppy wearing a fried egg costume, complaining to his master.
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Even though I went to bed late yesterday, I woke up early, hell, that was wierd I usually wake up
Late.
But since I was wide awake I decided to take my time in the bathroom before the others wake up and start making a mess.
I got out of my bed, not before stroking Sama's pillow gently, just to bother her, and I succeeded.
I went to our huge closet and took my dress, flat black ballerinas and my headscarf.
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The Lord's Servant.
RomantikHe's insanely rich. She's a rich soul. He's quiet. She's a storm. He's the Lord of death. She was called 'death'. He's not the beast, he owns the beast. Her job is to tame his beast. He's a Lord. She's a servant. Are they really so different? _____...
