Bai Shen Ting

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would get lashings for everything. Getting up from the straw bed I sleep in, I walk towards my worn out dresser to look at my already packed be

King and was later mysteriously killed by the plague. The real truth was that the Queen wrought with anger killed the King's one night stand. She stripped the maid and threw her naked into a

bitter taste in my throat. I got out of my r

t a sign of happiness would bring me trouble and of anger or haste w

finally h

r ten years I could finally redeem my

dant father had given me

place. I know you had hopes for me but I'm

my eyes but a noise caused

hide my pendant in my dress and clean

hat ungratef

ented myself t

e with disgust and gr

alformed wench out and

ch outside the servants quarters. The commotion had drawn a small crowd of servants and

n padded stick smacked painfully between my

he Queen ordered it. Although I am a slave, I was once a high ranking noble. Even the pal

was tossed unceremonious

other maids were still making fun o

or you wouldn't be able to c

w the robe she was

rince is hosting a banquet for the

mere washing maid like herself co

even let me l

nd making my life miserable, I thought

n door then slumped on the straw bed stolen from the stables. From the whispers a

he too y

ide to the seventh prince she smiled at hers

in a nouveau riche fashion not benefitting the status and elegance of a Royal. Honestly even with ten years passed, a peasant would still remain a peasant.

er in an orderly yet positioned manner but after the massacre that happened ten years ago the royal family was reduced to just the King, Queen and the

ings to her majesty the Queen and the crow

an informal event so everyone should rela

ir families, slaves and killed off any potential heir that could threaten his rule. He went as far

ch who immediately ushered a t

ne from the Northern kingdom of

but inwardly scorned her decision. Even the King furr

and pleading to the King about the soldiers starving and the horses falling sick and dying

but instead of giving to the masses or volunteering to the templ

delicacies on their trays. From the positioning, Bai Shen Ti

hanged, but Bai Shen Ting didn't care at this point. She would gladl

as retreating to the back room after pouring wine for the crown prince, a glazed porcelain cup smacked her on the face,

sfigured wench to serv

in charge of a harem or employ

g*- Queen

n't forget to like, com

hup was once s

in the ne