Flames?

Chapter 1

If it wasn't for one thing, I would have been living my life in luxury. But now look at what has happened, I'm living my life as a goddamn servant in this annoying hell of a kingdom. The fact that my parents agreed to all this s**t is the part that's annoying me the most.

The King, King Kendrick II had this agreement with my father and I did not know about it until the last minute when my dad said I will be sold to King Kendrick as he - my father - bridged a Royal Promise they made and up until today, I have no f*****g idea what the promise is about.

Then, my father told the guards to take me there, against my own will and I just had to quietly do as I was told. I am my father's only child and I had everything I wanted, but all that was gone once I reached this place.

King Kendrick has a son, Prince Idris, and he has a little sister, Princess Anne. The Queen, Queen Azora is an extremely beautiful Queen, I admire her. She is a close friend to my mom, bestfriends if I'm not mistaken. She is really kind and I really like her.

Prince Idris is a problem on his own. He really likes getting on my nerves. I reached the palace and looked at it with awe and annoyance, I mean it was beautiful, but the fact that I'm staying here and far away from my parents is the annoying part.

I left my kingdom when I was 9 years old, Prince Idris was 10 years and now, I'm 16 and he is 17. He really has the looks - silver shimmery hair to compliment it with his dark coloured eyes and his rose-like lips. He is extremely beautiful, handsome and cute all at once if I'm not wrong.

I work as Prince Idris personal maid, since King Kendrick has his. And working as this boy's maid is really stressing me out. He just keeps on sending me on useless errands and he will do everything possible to make sure he gets the upper hand.

So this is my life right now.

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I'm walking in the hallway, walking past rooms that are shut, taking each step of mine is in an elegant manner. Strolling is not what I should do as a servant, but it's worth my time and energy now that I'm less busy. And as long as I'm not in the Prince's sight, it'll be alot more better if I had slept, but I just have to burn down some remnant fat that I think is in my body.

Still strolling, I come across Queen Azora and greet her by a simple prostrate taking out the sides of my short maiden dress and crossing my leg over the other while bowing my head down to her and saying,

"Good day Your Royal Highness."

"Oh my, a good day to you too." She says and I walk past her. I see Prince Idris from afar and turn back acting like I forgot something.

"You there, stop." He says and I just ignore that command and continue walking, this time, I pace faster.

"I said stop." he walks faster and is so close to holding me.

"Stop, are you deaf?" I continue walking until he finally holds my wrist and I have to stop.

"I've always known you're deaf, but I didn't know it would affect you this much. Didn't you hear me call you?" He starts.

"I did not want to answer you or talk to you 'cause I know that you'll start bossing me around."

"Well, isn't that why you are here, to be my maid?" He says, giving me a knowing smirk and that makes me angry.

"Well, I don't want to be here."

"Aww, you look cute when you're angry. But that doesn't change the fact that you are still my personal maid and that you have to be working here for me."

"Tsk, you are so pathetic, you asshole."

"Asshole?" He ask with a single laugh escaping his lips.

"Yes, an asshole and that's what you are."

"Really? You'll regret saying that." He says walking away.

"Idris," he turns around and looks at me over his shoulder. "Why were you calling me?"

"If you want to know, meet me in my room and if you don't, you'll be reported to the King, my Father."

"You are just so full of wonders."

"I know, right?" He says leaving the hallway, leaving me stand there by myself. I continue walking and I reach the balcony where everything is peaceful here. I come here regularly to ease off my mind, the evergreen short grasses are so peaceful, especially on sunny days.

The lake that passes through the grassland is amazingly outstanding, the sun is shining on the lake making it glitter beautifully. The birds chirping brings it all together and the sound of those birds are like music to my ears.

The autumn trees shedding their leaves are so colorful and the way they are heaped in order of their colors. Oh God, such wonderful sight. I'm taking in the fresh air, amazed at how my lungs are refreshed.

Twenty minutes have passed and I'm still there, I'm starting to feel sleepy so I start finding my way to my room. But, ugh, I have to meet that asshole in his room. So I start walking as fast as I can so that I can meet him and get this over with.

I reach his door post and knock on it, and I'm greeted with his annoying yet beautiful smile. What cute lips! Anyway, I step into the room like it's nothing and bounce on his soft bed.

"I did ask you to come, but not to sit."

"I didn't come here to stand and listen to you yap your miserable life away."

He looks at me and sighs.

"Look here Eretria, I can tolerate your ignorance towards me, but don't you dare think I'll take your insults." He says, taking slow steps towards me. As he reaches me, he holds my neck an squeezes it tightly, making it hard for me to breathe.

I cough, tapping his hands, but he refuses to let go.

"Leave me, please."

"Huh? How pitiful! Didn't you just insult me? Now, you're begging me for my mercy." He says, letting go of my neck.

I cough immediately he let's go of my neck. I eye him and he smirks at me.

"Anyway, I called you here, not to be insulted by you, but to send you on an errand." He starts walking towards his window and I feel my eyes stinging. I'm about to cry, but I won't, especially not infront of Idris.

"Wh- what do you want me to do?" I ask and he turns to face me. I guess there is a line of tear in my eye, maybe visible for him to see from where his standing.

"I . . . Are you crying?" He asks.

"No." I say looking away from him, avoiding eye contact. He holds my chin and makes me look at him, our eyes meeting.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"I said it's nothing. Just tell me what you want me to do."

"Well if you insist. I want you to stay with me, that is, you're going to be following me from now on. I don't want to be looking for you in this palace."

"Is that all?"

"Yes, but lemme explain further. By following, I mean you are going to be with me everywhere I go."

"Everywhere?"

"Yes, everywhere."

"Even?"

"Well I'll reconsider that. So starting this evening, I want to see you by my side. Is that clear?"

"Yes."

"Hmm?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"That's better."

I leave the room and go to mine. I really need to cry. I haven't seen my parents in years, haven't heard anything about them, haven't gotten any letters from them.

I really miss them, I want to go back. I hate this place.