
Prince please clam down
Goddess · Ongoing · 34.1k Words
Introduction
All his cruel interrogations made her confess and finally, Jiah made a deal to become his subordinate to take over the kingdom.
Chapter 1
Some humans are gifted with special talents from God, they are called Esper. Esper lives side by side with humans but unfortunately, the selfishness of some humans causes the division between the two.
When humans see someone happier than themselves, humans will feel jealous of what they don't have. His greed sparked a war between humans and the Esper race.
Humans think that the Esper race is a plague that must be eradicated, humans who are dissatisfied with different talents will ally themselves to exterminate the Esper race.
That night the full moon of the humans invited everyone to a party, they were treated with sumptuous food. One Esper who has special powers can see that the food they are about to eat contains poison. The humans who felt their plan would fail they decided to attack it and set it on fire, since then the Esper were not seen again.
Livi closed her book. "Now it's time to skip sleep."
"Do Esper exist?" Livi thought and she nodded.
Pia quickly covered her face with the blanket. Seeing her master pretending to be asleep, she smiled.
"Good evening Miss." the light immediately turned off.
Livi closed the door.
"As time went on, history began to change, even records about Esper disappeared, leading a new generation to judge that the history of Esper was just a children's tale. You once again recounted the history of the Esper to the princess."
Livi saw Jiah who was mopping the floor. "It's not a fairy tale Jiah, it's a fact."
"I don't care, I warned you not to tell that tale."
Jiah looked at Livi who was still smiling with her innocent face, and that made her even more annoyed.
"Since it's a fairy tale so is it fine for me to tell it to the children?" Jiah stopped mopping the floor, she immediately took a bucket and turned away.
Livi immediately chased after him. "Wait… Jiah, what are you doing here?" Jiah shook the mop.
"Of course, I'm cleaning the floor."
"But it's already late at night," said Livi.
"I don't want to do it but that's because Melisa told me to."
Jiah wants to fight Melisa but she can see the future of Melissa who will be a great butler so she wants to be her friend not her enemy but it is very difficult considering Melissa's very calculating nature
"I heard that there are servants chosen, and Melisa is one of them. Do you know who the other four are?" asked Livi.
"Why don't you just see it on the noticeboard?" Jiah's reply made Livi frown.
"They looked at me intently and it made me uncomfortable."
Jiah frowned, even though Livi sometimes annoyed people but Livi not would get hate that easily.
"Then why don't you take a look now?"
"Do not want." Jiang only nodded even though Livi was the luckiest person, remembering when they were at the orphanage, Livi was adopted by a mining businessman, but she didn't want to because she wanted to be with her until the next day it was revealed that the mining entrepreneur was an illegal child trader. Fortunately, she is not adopted.
And that's very different from Jiah who can see the future but can't change it, but it's a different story if Livi, who has a lot of luck, changes it.
"I heard that the prince from the West is also very handsome and has lots of diamonds and good food there, My God, Jiah, I'm so jealous of those who can come to the kingdom of the West. I want to go there I wish I could go there with you."
With you, at those words, Jiah dropped the mop and bucket.
"Good grief..."
Jiah immediately grabbed Livi's shoulder. "Withdraw your words!"
"Which one?" Seeing that innocent face annoyed her.
"The one to the West Kingdom with you."
Livi smiled showing a row of cute white teeth. "NO."
'asshole'
"Quickly withdraw your words!" Livi backed off and ran away.
"I want Jiah to come with me to the West Kingdom!"
Jiah stopped her steps when she stepped on the water drum because she accidentally spilled water, and what made her even angryner was Livi's footprints left on the floor.
"Livi!"
Thinking about what he said earlier, which of course could come true, made her scared, considering that Livi was lucky to get what she wanted so easily.
Lastly, Jiah cleaned the floor from scratch again. After half an hour of cleaning the floors, she headed straight to Aunt Bianca's house with a letter in hand.
Bianca is the trusted butler of the king of Asus, her family has served the kingdom family for generations.
Jiah knocked on the door. "Enter."
She walked right in, and Mrs. Bianca lowered her glasses.
"Oh, it's you Jiah. What's wrong?"
Jiah put the letter on the table, Aunt Bianca immediately opened the letter.
After reading it she immediately put it in the drawer.
"You can't stop."
"Why Aunt Bianca?" Jiah doesn't understand.
"I think you already know that the Four Kingdoms made it a tradition of having a feast to strengthen the peaceful relations between the kingdoms which would rotate every year, and this time it was in the Western kingdom."
Jiah's face turned pale, she had already guessed it but she was still thinking positively still waiting for Bianca's aunt to explain it.
"That's just an excuse to show off," Aunt Bianca sneered.
"Our kingdom is of course participating, and the prince will bring a few servants to mind his affairs there."
Aunt Bianca took out an envelope, Jiah felt her premonition getting worse. Aunt handed over the envelope.
Jiah picked it up, she saw the logo of the four kingdoms. She slowly opened it. In it is written the selection of servants to be brought by each Kienvoy.
"This is not possible!" she was shocked when her name was written on the paper.
Right, everything she thought was right.
Aunt Bianca nodded.
"There are five servants to choose from and four bodyguards chosen by the prince. One of that servants are you, Jiah."
"I?" Pointing at herself, Aunt Bianca nodded. "How many people named Jiah do you think there are in this kingdom?"
Jiah didn't argue.
"I will keep your resignation letter until you are done with your assignment."
"But Aunt… can't the servant be replaced?" Aunt looked at Jiah sharply.
"Jah!" Instead of being afraid, Jiah instead looked at her aunt with a brave look.
"It's not that easy to change waiters, especially since your name is already recorded and the program is tomorrow Jiah."
Aunt Bianca leaned back in the chair and rubbed her chest in too much anger.
"Tomorrow?" she didn't know at all because these past few days she was so busy with various jobs.
Aunt looked at her in surprise. "Didn't you see the announcement?"
Jiah hesitantly nodded.
"How can you be so careless!" Jiah smiled awkwardly, this must be Melisa's doing since she's the only one who gives so many assignments.
"But... is there one thing I don't understand?" Aunt Bianca stared at her, waiting to continue.
"Why is there the name Livi?" Sending a letter.
"What!" Immediately taking it by force, Aunt Bianca pushed up her glasses and read it more carefully.
"No way when I enter another servant's name!" Aunt Bianca didn't think at all when she saw Livi's name.
How could an idiot who was too kind like Livi be included in the servant group? She might humiliate the prince and lower the kingdom's dignity.
"I understand."
Aunt Bianca couldn't calm down at all.
"I'm saying goodbye auntie." Bianca's aunt waved her hand motioning for Jiah to leave, she sat on a chair and massaged her aching head.
Jiah closed the door slowly she went straight to her room to rest.
Jiah opened the bedroom door. "You've come," Livi said.
Jiah nodded and closed the door.
She took a pillow and smacked it on Livi's head.
pounding…
pounding…
Bukk…
"Ah ... what are you doing?" Instead of being afraid, Livi smiled by laughing.
"Congratulations, tomorrow we leave for the western kingdom."
"Hooray…"
Livi was very happy that she could go to the Western kingdom as she wished. Jiah held Livi with one hand so as not to hug her.
"I hope we can stay there for a while in the Western kingdom."
"Stop expecting things and go to sleep!" Jiah immediately buried her face into the pillow and covered her whole body with the blanket.
Livi didn't care at all, she prepared her equipment for tomorrow.
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