"And I will hear no more of it!!" the queen said, slamming her fist on the glass table.
"Servant!! Water, NOW!!" she screamed, motioning me to pick up the warm kettle.
Slowly, I pick it up, pouring water into the glass that must've cots billions to make, with the gilded jewels and color placement. I set the kettle down and go back to huddling safely from the queen in my corner.
"I will hear no more of this nonsense!! Execute them ALL for Treason against the country!!" Again, slamming her fist on the wooden table, shaking the contents.
"Servant girl, you are off the rest of the day, make yourself feel at home in the castle."
Startled, I carefully step forward,
"Y-yes your Majesty?" I say, trying to keep fear out of my voice.
"Fetch the tea and biscuits please. We have much to discuss for the future."
I obey silently, walking double time to bring the tea back hot and the biscuits warm, lucky for me I know the queen loves honey on her biscuits, so I bring one of the bottles with the tea, sugar cubes, milk, and biscuits on the gold platter.
I keep my face hidden in the shadow as I place the platter.
"Servant, your name is Elizabeth is it not,?" She asks.
"I.... y-yes... ?". I begin to stutter, playing with my hands.
"We do, of course, need to speak in private.... Leave us, guards, lords and ladies. Thank you all for a wonderful morning." She smirks.
As I watch the people go, I start to feel shaky and tingly. I don't know the queen that well, so I'm unsure if she's going to cho my head off or if she's going to get passionate.
I close my eyes and step forward, revealing myself to her.
"Y-your majesty....? You wanted to speak with me...?" I say, feeling my soul evacuate my body.
"Oh yes.... Much to discuss, Madame..."
She says taking off her heavy clothing to reveal a tight corset and large breasts.
I look away, for I do not wish to be thrown in jail for peeking at the Queen's body.
I shiver at the thought of what will happen between us. Why is she trying to get so close to me now? Have I done something that she wants to.... Punish me for....?
"You may look...." She says, unclipping her corset, knot by knot.
"I.... you're ... You're absolutely stunning...." I blush, hiding my face in the darkness of the room.
"Oh...? You're a shy one, aren't you, Elizabeth...." she teases.
"I... y-your majesty.... " My breathing speeds up and my face becomes hot with tension.
"You need to be rewarded for your service... and hard work.... " She giggles.
"Take off your clothes, Darling .... We have much to discuss...." she laughs again.
I wake up with a head full of sweat and an aching body. Was that real...??
Or was it all a dream... How would I be sore?
Do we really have "much to discuss?" Concerned, I begin to read for lack of sleep.
Did I really just.... ? No. No. That can't be,... I'm just another servant to the queen.
"Good morning, Servant..." She says groggily.
"Oh my god! Your majesty.... I... Did we ..." I try to ask as my words fail me.
'Oh yes ... you were... perfect...." She smiles, turning away.
Oh god. Please please please dont throw me in jail for this... She teased me and I.....
Fuck.
"Your majesty.... If I may... "
"We are late to breakfast...."
"Shit!!!" She scurries out of the room with her clothes and to she shower I assume.
I scurry into my clothes for the day and head out to the yard to start my day.
