I’m called… Raja…
I was an illegal slave and… knife girl.
Knife people are slaves that are used in the… underground markets to… test knives… on us.
Noble Aristocrats and people who have… strange tastes came often to test the special made daggers and knives. Some used us as target practice for… throwing knives. Others just wanted to see how good they cut… they always cut good and it was always painful…
At the end I was numb… could no longer scream and out of that reason… a ‘guest’ got angry with me and slashed me… through my face. That was a taboo, as knife people must be… pretty. The fault was blamed on me, as I did not make… satisfactory noises…
In the end… I was discarded. The weak and spoiled healing potions could not fix my face. They never did good work… It just closes the wounds and left scars. My face… regenerated slightly wrong and my eye… gone. Remembering the pain, the slash was going through my jawbone and skull. I also lost teeth, but that did not matter to me at that time. I was already destined to die…
That was when he came. He gave me what I never had and I was scared. He gave me a… choice.
“Do you want to come with me? If not, I can heal your wounds and let you free. I can not take away what you already suffered, but you can have a future.”
A black cloak and wearing a black mask… Only Nobility hides their faces, not… ordinary criminals. As I saw him I was scared, he looked like a devil telling me sweet words.
But I was already numb… so I took his hand and… that was when all of it changed.
In his hideout he called me out.
“First we heal your scars. You have suffered so much, do not worry.”
That was when I said that word… The word I was banned from using, as it would only make me suffer more. I thought I would never say it again.
“...no…”
“Huh? Something’s not right?”
He said gently. Was he… worrying about me? At this time I did not really understand but… If I really have a choice, let me be selfish for once…
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“Scars are… me. The only thing I was ever given. Please… don’t make me someone else.”
I was broken… I already knew, but… the scars made me… myself. If possible, I want to keep them. They were part of me and… if they vanish… wouldn’t I vanish too? I was scared.
“...alright, I will not go against your will, but the internal scars are too deep. I need to at least heal them. Your organs are way too damaged.”
Internal… I do not know what he means, but if he does not take my scars, then I am content.
“You want… to sleep with me in… the same bed?”
No one wanted to do that since I was a knife girl. Does he want my… body? I heard it would hurt at first but… only knives were put in… there, so it could never hurt more than this… right?
In the end I was mistaken… He only wanted to sleep and hug me…
Strange… I was never hugged. It was scary at first. I understood later more, but… instead of pain I first felt something different… it felt… nice…
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My Name is Raja. I am the personal Maidservant and Bloodsworn of my Master. With my close Sisters we work hard and keep everything in his vicinity tidy and do our best to make our Master smile.
There are many Bloodsworn, but only a few personal Maids, so I am extremely proud to be at his side at all times.
The common Servants of his Family’s Mansion ignore our Master and if they see me they often have a look of disgust. It does not bother me, as every time I ask our Master if he thinks I am ugly, he says I am beautiful and strong in my own way.
I think Master is more beautiful. He is the most beautiful Person I know, but he somehow seems to not really think that way. Because of his Family, he has low self esteem, but we Maids work hard to make him see how great of a person he is.
Not only is he powerful and kind, but also has silky skin, shining black hair, deep beautiful eyes and a rough but subtle smell. When I first met him I mistook him for a Devil, but he is definitely an Angel!
“Raja, could you brew me some tea?”
“Of course, Master.”
Master loves my tea the most. I am taking utmost care of brewing it to perfection and he loves it. Sometimes he even says that he can’t relax without my tea, I am so happy! While I am his Maid, sometimes I work different Missions too.
There is not much I can say but he took away my pain and resentment. He gave me powers and also the satisfaction to take revenge on my former Owners.
That one Night was also the night I got a horrible Nickname in the Underworld, but I do not care, as I am glad to be at the service of my Master.
Right now Master works on a secret plan, and he is close to finishing it, but, although he was able to go smoothly through the phase of laying low in his Mansion without being noticed, in the Imperial Academy, there are some… roadblocks. Either way, we will all serve our Master and if the Plan changes, we will follow suit and if someone wants to stop his ambition we will cut through all obstacles to make our Master smile brightly.
...I am rather good at cutting.