It was one thing already being a servant for the queen Sevika herself, but falling for her was another.

You absolutely loved her. Yet, she acted like she despised you, like you were gum stuck to the bottom of her shoe.

You’d always admire her every chance you had, like waking her up in the morning, or seeing her walk around while you cleaned. Just the little times would light up your day so much more then Sevika could possibly comprehend herself.

Sadly, even with how much you loved her, desired her, longed for her, you couldn’t have her.. She was already supposed to marry someone else, have them become king, how in the world were you to convince her to date you?

“Sevika? Your highness?” You knock on her door, catching her attention. “who is it?” A raspier tone of voice speaks up through the door, sounding like she had just woken up after a long night of rest.

“It’s me, can I come in?” You ask, grabbing onto the doorknob and turning it when you heard her confirm.

“What’s up?” She question’s, looking like she couldn’t care less about what you had to say. “I just-“ You stammer, the words getting stuck in your throat. Were you seriously about to admit your love for her?

“Come on, I don’t have all day.”