RAYA
He was definitely not forgettable. Especially not with the way my body seemed to turn to jelly when he was around. For a few moments I could do nothing but stare. And then I remembered. He was the king. I quickly curtseyed like my life depended on it.
He continued to stare at me with an expression I could not seem to read. I couldn't tell if he was annoyed or not. He had no idea who I was. For him, I was just one of the many servants. I wondered if he was going to have me fired for my incompetence. Thinking quickly, I spoke again. "I apologize…s-sir." And before he could say anything more, I rushed away, my heart still beating. From fear, or excitement, I was not sure. But I chose not to think about it.
I arrived at the kitchen and introduced myself to the chef, telling him of Jann
