I DO NOT OWN THE SELECTION SERIES. SHOUT OUT TO ABIZEAU FOR MAKING THIS CHARACTER.
Schreave Palace. Sacramento. Province of Angeles.
Evalena Sorenson was in the royal kitchen, humming a tune to herself as she was polishing silverware as she often did. She was debating with herself about whether or not she wanted to watch King Peter announce his selected on TV. She wanted so very badly to be one of the selected, but Eva was so deathly afraid that she might not be. Technically, there was no rule saying that royal servants could not apply for the selection, but it was generally discouraged. Those selected who were royal servants or close with the royal family were loathed by the other selected because they were seen as having an unfair advantage over the others. While she was polishing, she felt a slight tap on her shoulder. Eva turned around and saw that it was her younger sister: Adelina Sorenson.
"Eva, the announcement is going to come on in like, a minute." She said with excitement. "Don't you want to be there when the king selects you?"
"You think he is actually going to select me?" Eva asked softly.
"You don't?" Adelina asked in return.
"Honestly...I think that the odds of me being selected are slim at best." Eva sighed as she stopped polishing.
"Why, you are smart and beautiful and kind...the king would be a fool not to give you a chance at being his queen." Adelina insisted, trying to cheer her sister up.
"I'm also a servant who didn't complete high school." the maid pointed out as she let her sister see the unbridled nervousness in her eyes. "Besides, even if he did choose me, the other thirty four girls would absolutely hate my guts because they think that I am already close to the king!"
"Well, you did talk to him...didn't you?" Adelina remarked.
"Yeah, but it was only for a minute or so...it wasn't anything meaningful." Eva pointed out.
"So what, if you get selected...you could build on that and turn it into something meaningful, let's go!" Adelina pulled her sister away from the silverware and into the servant's quarters where they were all gathered around the TV. Suddenly, the Illèan national anthem began to play and King Peter, first of his name, showed up on the screen.
"Good afternoon, my fellow Illèans." Peter said with a smile. "I am happy to announce that after going through thousands of applications, I have chosen the thirty five women who will participate in my selection."
"No matter what happens, you should be proud of yourself." Mr. Sorenson insisted while her older sister Kendra looked at Eva with bitterness.
"From the province of Angeles…miss Evalena Sorenson." Peter recited as almost all of the servants cheered. Eva herself could hardly believe that she had been selected for an opportunity for the king's hand. As her family cheered for her and showered her with affection, she could notice that Kendra looked disgusted with the entire display and show a dirty glare at her sister.
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