Chapter 1
"Gaurd, where is that son of mine?" A tall man in a leopard skin cape yelled as I stood against the wall of the dinning hall of the palace.
"He is coming my king." The Gaurd said just as a young man ran into the hall.
"Sorry Father, I didn't mean to be late." A young man said as he came around the doorframe.
His face was lean, with high cheek bones and lovely light brown eyes. His hair is long, with a long braid on his righy side of his head, and wearing a long skirt, with a gold belt in-layed with ruby's.
"My son, you know that your father doesn't like it that you are late." A woman with long black braided hair said. Her dress was as long as mine, she had a gold belt and she had a necklace made out of gold and rubys around her neck.
The king looked at his son and shook his head, "Oba, my son you need to not be late again. You understand me?"
The young prince nodded and sat down at the table.
The King waved his hand, which was to tell me and the other maids to serve the royal family.
I picked up the fruit basket next to me and began to walk over to the table.
As I did, my sandal broke. In-which made me trip and fall to the floor.
The King, queen, prince, maids and guards all looked at me. I gasped, got onto my knees and started to pick up the fruit.
"I'm so sorry, my king." I said over and over again.
The king, Set-Ra waved his hand, to tell me to stop, "You, you just started today right?"
I looked up at my king and nobbed, "Yes my king and I'm sorry."
The Prince looked at me, then his father and said, "Father, she didn't mean too. Look!" Oba got up from the table, walked over to me, got down on his knee and picked up my broken sandal.
I gasped as the Prince handed me my broken sandal, "Thank...you my Prince."
Oba smiled at me as I got up and bowed.
The king cleared his throat and the Prince got up and went back to his set.
"What is your name?" The Queen asked as she looked at me as I stood up straight.
"Omorose my Queen." The Queen smiled at me along as the Prince as I said my name.