May seventeenth.
The day I was sent away.
My parents had recently died and I was adopted from the town ofanage. I thought it was going to be fun, that I was going to live with a good family, and maybe have an older or younger brother.
But of course that was not the case.
I was adopted by the royal family of Denmark and no, not as a son. I'm a servant for their son prince Mathias Kohler. Not that I mind, I'd rather work for him than the prince of Sweden. Berwald Oxenternia. He wasn't the most pleasent though to think of.
I heard a bell ring and sighed.
"Mathias again?" My friend asked. Her name is Emily, she was my first friend when I came here.
"Ja, I have to go see what his royal pain-in-the-ass wants this time." I say walking out of the room and up a flight of stairs.
I was met with a smiling Dane at the top of the stairs.
"God Morgen Lukas!" He said. "My parents are going out of town this week and I was wondering, would you spend the week with me?" I looked at him in shock.
He asked me to stay.
With him.
Alone.
While all the other servants go home.
"I'll be really lonely here without you Lukas." He said.
"Ja, I'll stay. But why?" I asked.
"Er...I'll explain later, I have to go tell my parents goodbye now. You can go back to your quarters." He said waving his arm as he walked away.
As I walked back to the servants quaters I kept thinking about why he asked me to stay. Maybe he really didn't want to be lonely.