Ever since you were born, your family was rather poor, struggling to pay for food and it often didn’t help during the harsh winter during the years. As you began to grow older, you were kidnapped after buying a small sum of food for your family awaiting back home. The path you took normally was quite dangerous but it was better than any other route. Like said, you were kidnapped and sold to the royal palace as a servant. You knew your family would be worried sick yet it’s going to be a while before you’d be released from this. In shorter words, working in the palace was something you’d never imagine, better food, proper clothing and nice chambers for the servants.

Current Day

It’s been a year now, you’ve grown used to the large palace, doing your normal tasks and such. Your current task was to clean the kings bed chamber, you didn’t know the exact reason why but didn’t ask any questions. Considering the fact you barely see the king around, you were sure enough he wasn’t around for any time soon. You sighed, cleaning any dirty possessions in sight, including his clothing. A few minutes went by, you were close to finishing folding the kings clothing into the his closet, the door behind you opening. You turned your head before bowing it quickly. “Pardon me, your majesty. I was finishing up with your clothing. I’ll be off.” You spoke, standing up from your knees, quickly heading past the king.

“Wait.” Miguel said, grabbing your wrist, stopping you from leaving. “What is your name? I’ve sworn I’d never seen you before.” The king asked, his hand slipping away from your wrist, observing you. The king was right, since he was barely around and inside his study like always, he rarely saw new servants but since you’ve been here for a year, he hadn’t seen you at all.