Chapter 6

------Emma's PoV------

The sun is setting, the sky looks beautiful. 

I'm sitting on the Palace's garden grass since I don't have anything to do. My hair is flying in this cold breeze. 

Though it's my second day, I guess I'm really fitting in this job. If we ignore his tantrums!

The servants are doing great, I'm glad that some of them opened up. Some of them still look at me like I'll eat them up but, can't blame them. What else can I expect from the servants of a Palace?

They all, correction, we all are still lucky that we were born in this time. The past years were horrible for human history, the worst was experienced by the servants and pet slaves. I'm glad that the kings have banned this pet slave practice, but I know in some parts of the world it still happens. 

Talking about Royal Jack, I didn't see him after that little incident. God knows where he went. 

When I told Miranda about what happened, she got worried and asked me to stay away from him as much as possible. 

Miranda and my bonding is becoming stronger. She is really cool and I got to know that she's married. She has a daughter who is twelve years old. But when I asked her about how she became a vampire, she immediately walked away saying that she's busy. I knew she was lying but I can understand her not trusting me with this.

I can say that Aliza and I have become friends.

Yesterday, she accidentally threw coffee on me and became sick worried as if I won't live any longer. She forcefully took me to her room and whipped the coffee off me. She even insisted me to remove my clothes and hand them to her so she could wash them and hand me back, but I can't let a Royal do my work! 

She's cute and funny. She told me about some things which she and King used to do when they were children and I came to know that King has not always been like this, cold and arrogant. He was polite and kind as per her but I hardly doubt it.

I had minimal interaction with him and whenever I had, he was either shouting at me or ignoring me. Today in the morning, he shouted at me because I was walking.

It's like he's intentionally picking up fights on me. 

"What are you doing here?" I jump because of the sudden loud interference. I don't know for how long he'll keep showing like this. I close my eyes to calm my body and turn around. He's looking at me with no expression on his face. 

"I have nothing to do right now so I'm sitting here and enjoying nature." I speak.

I wait for him to speak but he doesn't utter anything. He's just standing, though his eyes look different, brighter than usual. He's probably thinking of something to argue about. Several seconds passed but he stayed still, no words, no movements. 

"Come, join me."

He immediately scoffs in irritation.

"You aren't lucking enough that I'll sit with you." He shouts.

'See, always shouting!'

I snigger at his statement. 

"It's fine," 

 "At least I'm lucky enough to hear you." I said sarcastically and turned my head back to see the sun drowning. 

I feel a whoosh of wind behind me. I turn around and he's gone. Good. I didn't want my sunset moment to ruin.

He really acts as a complete asshole sometimes. I see my watch, half past seven. The royals usually have their dinner at eight o'clock. 

After a few more minutes of enjoying the cold breeze and the sunset, I stand up from my place and move inside the palace. As I land in the kitchen, I see the servants are done with the cooking. They are taking the cutleries and cooked food to the dining hall. 

I move to the dining hall as well. I spot Miranda already standing at the corner, I walk to her.

After ten minutes, the royals start to come.

How ironic it is that only four people live in this huge Palace. My poor servants clean this whole damn thing so they could just walk from their room to the dining hall, or from their room to the parking lot. I hardly notice them coming out of their rooms.

I don't know much about their parents, I mean the previous King and Queen. 

As per the historical books, King Xavier's family, the Starkborns, has ruled over for more than five thousand years before King Edward came to show. King Edward's father, the Andrews Swordsman, was a very powerful vampire. He declared a war against the Starkborns, although the Starkborns won in the battlefield but King Justin Starkborns (father of King Xavier) gave one-third part of the world to King Andrews Swordsman, because he was impressed by his determination and honesty. 

But in the books, it's nowhere written that how King Justin Starkborns and his Queen, Melissa Starkborns died. 

The hall immediately goes silent, I look up and see King entering in. 'The impact he has!' 

As he sits on his chair, the servants start to serve all of them.

"The new manager will serve me." I hear Royal Jack. I immediately look at him and see him smiling, evilly. His eyes showing the same bright red color which I saw yesterday. Oh man!

I turn my head to Miranda, she's already looking at me with her icy blue eyes full of shock. Not only her, everyone is looking at me with eyes either full of shock or pity. 

I look at King, he seems unbothered and eating his appetite. 

"Come here, now." I hear him again, this time harsher. I walk towards him and stop at a distance of one feet. 

"What would you like to have?" I ask.

"Who will add Royal Jack?" He spoke in a calm plus warning like tone.

"I'm sorry, Royal Jack." I say.

"Since you are so cute I forgive you. But next time you'll be punished." He turns to me as he speaks the last sentence.

Punish? Me?

 My eyes involuntarily goes to King, he's already looking at Royal Jack and his eyes are reflecting a brighter shade of red. 

Angry? Must be thinking I will punish her first, you bitch!

I look back at Royal Jack and nod.

I served him whatever he wanted to eat. I didn't move back to Miranda as he asked me to stay behind him all this time.

After I guess half an hour, everyone was done with their meals.

I notice the servants are taking back the cutleries of the royals they were serving, I should do the same. 

I move to take the plates and glasses placed in front of Jack. 

"I've never smelled blood like yours. It seems divine." Jack whispered leaning towards me. I turned my head in his direction, I can see his fangs.

I immediately look back and hurriedly take the glasses and plates

Just in time, I feel a hand on my waist.

"Don't touch me." I shout while jerking off Royal Jack's hand. And I heard a loud shattering sound, the plates slipped out of my hand.

"You dared to shout at me, bitch!" He yells, standing up from his chair. I look up and see his hand swings to slap me, I close my eyes frantically, but the hand never came.

I open my eyes and see King holding his hand while Jack is hissing in pain. King throws him like a ball at the end of the hall. 

I shut my mouth with my hands, to avoid making any noise.

 He turns his head and looks at me, his eyes are no longer showing the red color, they are all black.

And the next second, he rashly holds my hand and starts to drag me out. 

"King, the plates." I said. He stops and turns around. He's full of rage.

"I dropp-ed them by mistake." I said looking down. I've never seen him like this, and this is actually scary. 

I even don't know where he is taking me and I don't want to go anywhere with him like this.

"Other servants will take care of it. You don't have to worry." He shouts, his voice is still over fueled with anger. I'm pretty sure he has got some serious anger issues.

I didn't dare to speak this time.

He holds my arm and starts to drag me again, I increase my pace to match his or otherwise I'll fall.

As we move out of the dining hall, he starts to walk even faster.

"King, I'll fall. You are too fast." I said. He huffs in annoyance and jerks off my hand.

 I instinctively close my eyes and immediately open as I feel arms around my waist and legs. 

"Hold me tight or get ready to fall." He speaks and I look at him in shock before promptly intertwining my hands around his neck. The next moment I feel wind slapping me for less than a second and everything goes normal again.

I slowly open my eyes and find myself in my room. I look above to see him already looking at me. His eyes don't reflect anger anymore, it's the same cold expression now. I guess anger is the only emotion he can feel beside being cold and arrogant. 

But his face, it's equivalent to some Greek God. Men, this handsome like him, should be banned.

 I feel my butt clashing hard against the ground. Did he just leave me!? 'Yes!'

I immediately stood up. I don't understand why the most dishy people are assholes.

"Hey, yo-" I didn't even finish speaking and he disappeared, leaving me to gape at the place he was just standing right now.