The Room (4)

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(Cecil- I drew that pic just for this chapter lmao)



Hosuh unsettlingly stood there. The eyes on him felt like daggers burning his skin as the sharp points dug into his skin. He fidgeted with his hands, sweat dripped down the back of his neck. Hosuh bowed to his higher ups in respect. One of the men cleared his throat to this Hosuh stood back up straight. 

"Hosuh Lee you know why you've been called here today?" The man who cleared his throat asked. "No sir I do not" Hosuh replied his voice shaken. His nerves were everywhere, he was unable to stand still. His hands shaking, he fiddled with them.


Another man cleared his voice. "Mr. Lee, you have been requested by his majesty Prince Stephen to be promoted to be his personal servant". 

What? Hosuh could not believe what he was being told. Promotion, those never happen. Requested by the prince himself, that's just slightly terrifying. Hosuh never gave the prince his name....how did he find it out?


Nonetheless Hosuh had to take the job. He bowed and thanked the men for the job. "Your quarters have been moved to the room next to the princes room to the left. You shall report there and wait there until you are summoned".


Hosuh was dismissed from the "meeting". He made his way through the halls to a dark oak door. Opening the door, Hosuh was meet with a smell of lilac and other soothing smells. His stuff we're transported to this room already.

How did the move my stuff this fast? Hosuh looked perplexed, everything was nicely put away, his art supplies nicely put on his desk, bed was made, there were flowers on a window sill at the end of the room. Lilacs, the flowers were lilacs, that would explain the smell. 

 Walking into the room Hosuh got a better view of it, red curtains hung from the window that was placed in the center of the room on the wall. His new bed had silky red sheets with a black quilt on top. The walls had flowers painted on them.

Hosuh liked it to say the least, a huge upgrade from where he was staying before hand. More privacy. 

   He turns his head and sees a Bell, next to the door with the engraved name "Stephen". Oh yeah he had to serve him to have this room...haha...

A new outfit was placed on his bed, a white button up shirt, black pants, white gloves and a tail coat to complete it.

 He puts the clothes on, looking at himself in the golf rimmed mirror in his room. 'It's missing something' he thought then pulls his hair up in a ponytail.


That was better. As soon as he did this the bell for Stephen dinged.


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Hey Jor here. Again sorry for no update last week and just a heads up that next weeks might come out on Thursday instead of the regular Wednesday. I am busy this week so there will only be one of us working mainly on it. But I will still but in and help the friend o mine. Anyway hope you enjoyed.

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