the second palace building, for tomorrow's extravagant party. Since leaving Silverthorn my min

e governors of their massive kingdom to come feast a

itement as everyone works together to create a tru

ise rows, each adorned with crisp, white linen tablecloths that cascade all the way to the floor. Delicate, fra

g fires as they prepare mouth-watering delicacies. The tantalizing scent of roasting meats, freshly b

heroic tales of knights and mythical creatures. Three servants ge

melodious tunes that fill the air with joyous melodies. Their harmonies blend perfectly, setti

t you feel excited?" Margret asks with a teasing smile. "Not that we could be mated to

you think they look forward to f

sure they would be delighted if one of the beautiful

e that gets selected by t

answering. "I don't know, they are l

ful royal woman. Probably one that di

yna being the one to win the contest. It's th

like human serva

k down on us, but not the angel kings. They are j

l Conrad's eyes when I revealed that I am a servant. But it's be

ead." Margret suddenl

ask in c

ower your head." She explains, grabbing me b

standing at the doorway. He looks even more dashing under

ers stand still with their hea

et reminds and I quickly

on as my ears track the sounds o

your lack of our uniform. He is probably checking if all is read

ht it's Conrad. Apparently they

ell them apar

nrad and Garren are fans of darker colours. Garren we

n the room is dressed in an exquisi

l an intense gaze on me

closer and I see Margret

us. "But keep calm, he is just as kind as hi

and it's sweeter than the delicious odo

and I fight the urge to raise

s obvious who he is speaking to. I am the on

Keira. I am a-" I sta

stions looking even more repulsed

Silverthorn is my mistress." I answer respectfu

hired Margret it doesn't mean we want you too. A better servant will be appoint

rt sha

ing I was looking forward to after Princess Lyna qualifies to become their chosen q

angled hair. Personal hygiene is a mandatory requirement for guests and residents of this palace. St

angel turns to leave and Magret pats

s to dislike you." Margret says after he is gone. "I am so sorry, I will help you st

shame and anger making

low freely from my eyes as I stride down the path towards the first building. Luckily I find no one in the t