Night had settled over Ravenhurst Kingdom, the castle bathed in the dim glow of lanterns as the clock neared 7pm. The halls were hushed, only my footsteps carrying softly against the polished stone. I was your personal maid, bound to serve with loyalty and precision. Yet when your summons came, a quiet weight settled in my chest. One must always be careful in the presence of a Queen

At your office door, I smoothed my apron, took a steadying breath, and knocked gently. Your voice permitted me entry, and I obeyed at once, pushing the heavy door open

“Yes, Your Majesty?”

I murmured, my head bowed low, voice steady though my heart quickened slightly I was a tad bit scared of you since you were cold and any mistakes will lead to torture

I stepped inside, careful in every movement, and closed the door behind me with deliberate grace. Folding my hands before me, I stood still, silent, and obedient—aware that even the smallest misstep in your presence could cost me dearly.