>> A certain servant starts its morning by preparing for another fulfilling day. Waking up before its master to ready everything is its daily routine.

And, Abigor, the most trustful chambermaid of the Queen Astarte, do every day. Around mid-dawn, she wakes up. In the quarters of the servants, this is a tedious thing she always does.

Sitting on the chair facing the mirror in her room, Abigor looks at her reflection under the lit of candelabra. “Hah. Another day again.”

Her voice lurked with tepidness, letting out a sigh. She’s still been weighing the thought of Justine telling a lie to the Queen.

And now, the Queen, who believes those words, is all over him now. She’s frolic about the words he never meant to tell. “And that should be end soon.”

She knows fully that the Queen is still gullible. She’s still easy to persuade, despite of her age now to be a fully-fledged Demon. And by that lie sways her feelings towards that mortal.

“I should confront sir Justine again to talk over with the Queen. This must not continue any longer.”

Abigor muttered to herself. She cares a lot to the Queen, that there mustn’t no hindrance built on her mind. She must not get affected over the feelings she has for the mortal and the judgment on her work for the sake of the Kingdom.

“Her Highness first is a princess and Queen, and a girl. But her duty to work on her ambition for the sake of our future is a must.”

She nods after that monologue and starts wearing her uniform. The sky is still half dark but dawn starts to break. “Now that I’m prepared and all, it’s time...”

Standing on front of the door, Abigor took a deep breath as she holds the doorknob. “Let’s do this...” opening the door, Abigor step out of the quarters and left to attend the Queen for another day.

“I wonder what will happen today...?” she utters.

As a servant, even if it’s a tedious thing to attend the nobles every day, a positive attitude must show at all times. Being absent-minded at work will affect the work attending the Queen.

And for Abigor, this duty she has is her big responsibility to take. A responsibility she’s the only one to take care of.

This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.

Walking in the hallway with other quarters residing in, a door suddenly opened and a person appeared in front of her. A person wearing an armor plate.

The looks of a pretty young man lures on her eyes, and as they met, Abigor’s stunned looks slowly composed. “Hi, good morning...” a falsetto voice heard on that greeting.

That made Abigor realized the person. “Good morning, Naamah.” She smiles. The Knight assigned for the Queen’s protection, Naamah, ism sleeping in the servant’s quarters.

“You’re quite early up today.”

“I’m going for a patrol and morning practice. You see, I need to be at shape in all times just in case.”

The servant nods to reply. She sees the dedication of the female Knight on her duty to protect the Queen. “I see, then... I’ll be on my way—”

“Wait.” Halting her, Naamah turns around. “If you’d like, let’s go see the Queen together?”

Tilting her head sideways, Abigor glances at Naamah. “...Sure, though I don’t know why you want to see the Queen?”

“I just want to greet her. You see, even if I’m not that around, I must be at least look after her from time to time.”

That’s true; though Naamah can’t be at the Queen’s side that much, she must at least see her from time to time.

“All right; I’ll guide you to her chamber.”

Naamah agreed and follows Abigor towards where the Queen’s chamber is. “You’re always been waking up this early, Ms. Abigor?” Naamah asked as they walked in the quiet hallway.

“Yes. It’s as you see; us servants must fulfill the duty to our masters. That means, waking up early each day to prepare the meal of Her Highness and other stuffs.”

“I see, a dedicated servant... huh.” Naamah replied while nodding her head in agreement.

“It’s my duty to see the utmost well-being of my master.” Abigor added. As they keep walking, Abigor suddenly felt unease as she approaches on the chamber of the Queen.

The smell of the Queen faintly lingers. Demons have their keen smell that can be used to identify the emotions of mortals, such as fear and hatred.

But for their keen, their presence gives the vibrant smell they’ve been familiarizing with. And Abigor familiarizes with the smell of the Queen since she’s with her from the beginning.

She halts from walking, as Naamah puzzledly look at the servant. “What’s the matter?”

“The Queen, she’s not here.” Abigor commented.

Naamah twitches as she heard the words of the servant. Both of them didn’t tell anything as Abigor decided to enter the chamber to look inside.

Naamah follows, looking around for some clues if ever there are infiltrations. “It seemed no one abducted her.” She mumbles. Abigor remains quiet while walking around the room.

“Her robe isn’t here.” Her voice becomes wary. “So that means...”

A sudden flash of memory comes through her mind. “You think, I can go sleep with him?”

That clear statement she said rings the bell to the servant’s memory. “Don’t tell me—”

Abigor dashes out of the room quickly to find where the Queen is. “Hey! Where are you—"

“No way—No way! There’s no way the Queen will do that!”

Her stomps heard clearly on the floor; her breath starts to get hoarse. The King’s chamber is located from the other side of the hallway in the left wing of the castle.

With her might, Abigor runs as fast as she could. Her guts can’t subside the ominous thoughts.

“This can’t be—please, this shouldn’t be!”

Naamah quickly follows the servant. They arrived a few minutes later at the King-to-be chamber.

Abigor’s hand starts trembling. Her mind is clouded with something indecent. “Please, don’t let the guts of mine be true.” Holding the doorknob, she firmly grips it tight.

Behind the door are voices lure over. Her body twitches as she heard the familiar voice spoken. “Your Highness!”

With her overwhelming feeling poured to push the door with her might, Abigor exclaimed as Naamah follows. Bragging in without knocking, the servant steps in and sees an indecent thing.

“Your—your Highness?”

She stuttered, seeing the man on top of the Queen while gripping her chest. Both got flabbergasted from her intrusion, but the Queen smiles right after.

“Hey, Abigor. Good morning.” With carefree attitude, Astarte greets the servant. All while their lascivious moment indulging together with their bodies.

“W—wha—”

“Wha?”

“W—WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING!?”

In just a snap, her thoughts and reasons jumbled all together while looking at the two in such debauch position.