The Unrefined Mate Of The Angel Kings
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