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Royal Reality (Kolath and Selena)

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Selena

Super-Earth
Joined
Jun 29, 2009
Painful. Painful were the memories that entered Selena's head, visions of her adopted mother on her deathbed, withering away. She was the closest thing Selena had to a mother. But what shocked her most was when she told Selena that she was of the royal bloodline who ruled the throne before the current rulers had taken over the throne several hundred years ago. It was just too much of a shock! How could she, the last remaining heir to that bloodline, be...be royal!? Selena had been, and still was, a servant to the current royal family.

Selena was down on her hands and knees, scrubbing the floor of one of the various hallways in the castle with a wet rag. Her amber-brown hair was tied back into a messy ponytail, falling over her shoulder as she worked, her bangs cutting across her blue-green eyes. It's just too impossible to be true... She thought, scrubbing the floor even harder as if she had to work out her anger and disbelief.

At that moment, a guard came to up to her. "The king orders that you see him immediately." He said, a cold and stern voice, cut and dry. Selena picked herself up off the floor, rag in hand, and followed the guard to the king's quarters without saying a word. When they reached the quarters, she stepped inside, bowing at the king in reverence. The king then spoke to her, standing up from his throne seat, he began pacing, circling around her slowly. "Selena," he said, his voice dominating and deep, "You know that your mother used to be my eldest son Fryan's personal servant. Now that she is dead, you will be his personal servant." Selena gulped as he stopped his pacing, walking up to her. He caughet her chin in his hand, holding her head so he could look into her eyes. "Fryon will get what he wants, whenever he wants. He is a royal heir to the throne, and will soon be your king. If you don't give him whatever he wants, you'll never live to see the day he is crowned." With that, he let go of her chin, returning to his chair. "Now, go up to his quarters. He will be expecting you."

Selena then left the King's quarters and headed up to his eldest son's quarters. Horrible thoughts entered her mind about what might happened to her, but she wasn't going to die. If all her mother said was true about her being and heir...she wasn't going to let her fear kill her, or the king.

She stepped up to Fryon's door, knocking three times softly.
 
The black fox rushed through the woods dodging trees and brambles skipping from point to point moving as fast as he could. It was so hard having to get messages to his men hidden through out the kingdom. Sighing he stepped up to the wall of the castle tapping the three hidden rocks in the right order. A door opened and he stepped inside the passage he had found many years ago. As the door slid silently back into place he removed his mask and hooded cloak. His face was long and thin but still with enough on it to make for a nice look rather than a gaunt or hard look.

The black fox, or crown prince Fryan as he was known around the castle rubbed his fingers through his hair. He needed to find someone he could trust again, his last messenger had been caught and killed a fortnight ago. Ever since then Fryan had been taking the chance of being seen leaving or entering the castle by either side. Neither the castle nor the rebels knew of his double identity, Crinth had been his last trusted man and now he needed someone he could trust with his deepest secrets.

He followed the passage way through all its twists and turns that could lead him to anywhere in the castle. However now all he wanted was to get back to his room. He reached the exit and hanging the cloak and mask up; he stripped out of his armor and boots, putting on his normal castle clothes when he was just around his room. He stepped out of the fireplace, which slid back into place after he was out, he was about to lay down when the knock came on his door. Growling he called, â??Come!â?
 
Selena jumped a bit at the growl of a voice. She slowly turned the nob, opening the door with caution. She peaked her head as she opened it, her amber bangs swept across her eyes. Walking inside of the prince's quarters a few feet, she bowed to him, avoiding eye contact. As she stood, her nervousness was showing. "Your highness, t-the King, er..your father..told me that I would be your personal servant now...is there anything I can do for you, your majesty?" she replied, her eyes looking downward at the floor. She wasn't sure of his response, but his voice scared her at the moment.
 
Fryan sighed as he pulled his gloves off tossing them on the mantel. â??Come inside and close the door girl.â? He sighed again shaking his head, why did his father insist that he must have a personal servant; and a female one at that. The first time his father had let Fryan choose the woman and he had picked the most grandmotherly among them. He smiled as he remembered her found memories indeed, Fryan had almost trusted her enough to tell her his secret but she had died before he could. He turned and looked at the girl again, â??Bring some wine and two glasses I hate to drink alone.â?
 
Selena did as she was ordered without saying a word, going over to the cupboard of the room to pull out an extravagent platter, setting two beautifully glass goblets atop it, along with a bottle of wild cherry wine. She then brought the platter over to him, carrying it with both hands. She looked up at him only once, her eyes showing fear. He must be just like his father...at least, to a degree.. she thought, remarking his dominating additude. Looking downwards at the goblets, she spoke. "Your majesty, I..I don't drink. And plus, a servant isn't worthy to dine or drink in your presence." she replied, recalling one of the laws his father had laid down many years back.
 
He sighed again shaking his head turning and pouring both glasses. â??And two other things, one my father also ordered that to disobey a member of the royal family was treason, and also my father isnâ??t here.â? He held the glass out to her waiting for her to take it. in the time he looked over her from head to toe, pleasantly surprised to find her rather attractive had she better clothes and a good soak in a tub she would be downright gorgeous. He couldnâ??t help but smirk as he thought of the looks on the faces of the women of court as he had her on his arm at the dances.
 
Selena looked up into his eyes briefly with her own, her face turning white with nervousness at the thought of punishment for treason. She took the beautiful glass into her hands, looking at her reflection in the wine. The glass was probably worth more than she was. "My apologies, your highness...I didn't realize.." she replied, feeling the stare of his eyes on her body. Why would he..the to-be king, be staring at her...a simple servant?! He had many other ladies, many rich and spoiled and noble ladies whom he could view.
 
He never stopped looking her over and smiled finally after a few moments. He raised his glass, before drinking it down quickly. The soft burn of the alcohol started to ease away the aches and pains of his trek through the woods. He sighed sitting down in one of the arm chairs that was across a table with a game board. â??Sit please I have need of some distraction and I feel like a game.â? He set the pieces up, â??Do you know the game?â?
 
Selena took a small sip of the wine, setting the glass down. She then sat next to him, avoiding eye contact for the most part. "A...game? Sure...I mean..you don't want me scrubbing your floors or making your bed or anything?" She asked, a confused look upon her face. She wasn't used to having fun when she was usually working! Her eyes looked over the game, resembling much like a Chess game. "I know how to play this." She smiled.
 
There was something in her face that he couldnâ??t put his finger on. It almost seemed that though she was a servant girl there seemed to be a regal bearing about her as though she had been trained in the royal courts all her life. As she answered that she knew the game he nodded, â??Good then you can go first.â? He waited looking her over taking a moment to realize something. â??You were promoted from the castle servants werenâ??t you?â?
 
Selena cautiously moved a small horse-like figurine across the board to a square in the middle of the board. She then looked upwards toward him as he began to speak. "Your highness?" she asked, rethinking his words. She didn't think of becoming someone's personal servent would be getting "promoted", but she didn't want to make the king-to-be angry. "Um..you can put it that way. I was just a regular servant, but since my mother died, I guess I had to fill her spot."
 
He blinked for a moment as he looked at her. there was no resemblance between her mother and her that is why he hadnâ??t put it together. â??Your mother was my former personal servant?â? he just looked at her, there was nothing there to say she was her motherâ??s daughter. If anything she looked like the old portraits of the former royal family. â??I am sorry for you loss I canâ??t say I know how it must feel to lose someone so close to you.â? He stood and came over to her kneeling next to her chair. â??Are you alright my dear?â?
 
Selena looked down at him, her eyes wide with suprise. Never in a million years would she have thought that a member of the royal family would be kneeling at her feet! She placed her hands over her knees, nervously looking away from him. "I..um..I'm alright, really..My mother is in a better place now. She doesn't have to serve anyone except her Maker." She said with a smile, glad that her mother was out of the servitude of the royal family. "Thank you for your concern though...that is very sweet."
 
He smiled nodding gently placing his hand over hers on her knees. â??I could do nothing elseâ?¦I am not my brothers.â? He stood back up moving over to his chair and moving a piece on the board identical to hers. He knew that his brothers gave all the royal family a bad name, they were both drunks and lechers their personal servants were really their personal whores to do with as they willed.
 
Selena looked down at him in disbelief. She knew the way his brothers were, having seen and been part of their abuse around the castle. Surely he was the same way, wasn't he? She sighed a bit, looking at the game piece he had moved before moving her own. "Your highenss...I really don't deserve the life you are giving me...I mean..my whole life, all I have known was the servitude to your family. And now..it's almost as if..I'm you're friend, and not your servant!"
 
He shrugged a little reaching and moving a pawn forward letting his stronger pieces out. He looked over into her eyes before taking his finger off the piece. â??I canâ??t say if you deserve the life I am giving you, and you are still my servant but just not my slave.â? He poured himself some more wine sipping it slowly. â??If you would prefer I can send you back to what you were doing before. Though I must warn you my brothers delight in taking previous servants of mine just to tell me what I was missing.â?
 
Selena looked up at him, her eyes meeting his own reluctantly. "Your highness..it is your choice. I truely understand if you'd rather have me be what I once was instead of your personal servant." She replied, not used to being given choices of her own. "Your majesty..if you need anything, please just ask me.." she said our of habit. She than moved her piece, knocking once of his off the board. A slight smile came to her face, seeing as she knocked one of his pieces off. She was good at this game, but she wasn't sure how good he was!
 
Fryan smirked as she took the bait he had set out for her to take in the game. â??Well my dear I like you and as a service to your mother I prefer that you stay here and be my personal servant.â? He moved a piece encouraging her to take the bait yet again and set herself up for him to finish her. â??Besides I think that I would prefer a young beautiful woman like yourself over most of the other servants around this place.â?
 
Selena moved her piece again, knocking his out once more. She smiled a bit more, looking up at him. "Alright, then I shall stay." she said, an odd tone to her voice. "There is no need for flattery, I'm really not all that." She replied. Selena was well known for her modesty. She awaited him to give her another piece to knock down.
 
He did just that placing a seemingly invaluable piece in a very dangerous position. His eyes looked her over pushing aside the dirt, rags, and unbrushed hair. He could see her potential and from that he planned to make his family angry with him. he waited for her to move before saying simply. â??You no longer will return to the servants quarters you will have rooms prepared that are next to mine with a adjoining door. I can not promise when you will sleep but I promise that no longer will you have to worry about waking too late, your only duty is to me and only I may command you.â?
 
Selena took his bait once again, knocking his piece over. When he spoke, she looked up to him. He seemed less sweet and more firm and dominating now. "A..room? Next to yours?..Um..alright your highness but...what about your father's commands, and the commands of your realatives? How can I only be under your cmmand and not theirs?"She asked, her voice an in quizitive tone.
 
He looked up at her for a moment before speaking. â??My family knows the law it says that no one but the master of a personal servant may command them. If they try to order you around tell them who you are and if they continue tell them to speak to me. If one of my brothers touches you in anyway let me know and I will deal with it.â? he moved the last piece he needed to and looked into her eyes again, â??Check mate.â?
 
Selena nodded. "Of course, your highness. Your commands only. If anything happens with your brothers, I promise I will tell you." She said, letting him know that she understood. She then looked downward at the game board. "You..you beat me?" she replied in disbelief. Turns out at least one of the royal members had some wits.

She than began to clean up the game, placing the pieces in their appropriate spots and folding up the game board, setting the game back up into the cupboard.
 
He shrugged lightly helping her put the pieces away. He poured them both another glass of wine handing hers to her. â??Well you did better then most of my opponents normally the game lasts half as long.â? He sipped his wine slowly his hand reaching out gently brushing her cheek. There was something about her face. He sighed gently cracking his neck. â??Tomorrow I think you should see to it that you get some different clothes, you see a princes personal servant is there to be his companion as well as servant and you will need some finer dresses then that if you are to be with me.â?
 
Selena looked at him, wincing at bit at his touch. His brothers' touch would have been rough and much more rowdy, but Fryan's touch was much different. In a way, she almost liked it. She leaned into it slightly, a shy smiled playing on her lips. Her eyes brightened when he talked about new clothes. "New clothes?! Seriously?!" She had always gotten the old outfits handed down from the older maids, never had she worn anything...new. Selena couldn't help herself. She threw her arms around his neck, giving him a ginuine hug. "Thank you, thank you! Is there any way I can repay you!?"
 
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