Kidnapped to Serve Yours Truly
So I got this idea while listening to music. It's about a boy named Thomas who's 14 and is kidnapped from his home to work for the princess of Dimong. I would like to warn that it gets gory and some parts. And also it's a tragedy. I already have an idea for the sequal so I would be very thankfull if you comment any ideas. Thank you for reading:D
My father was a lowly commoner. They owned a family business of butchers. I was chosen as the only grandson of the butcher to be raised in the family business. Thinking back my whole family probably regrets it but at the time it seemed like a good idea and I grew up not knowing either of my parents or with the knowledge of having a sibling. It never concerned me that my grandfather was keeping something from me but he never did speak of my parents.
â€œThomas! Is the bear jerky ready yet?â€ Grandfather yelled from the shop.
â€œNot yet, sir,â€ I yelled back. â€œBut very soon.â€
I heard him talking with a costumer and I sprinkled more seasoning on the hardening meat. At the time I wasnâ€™t thinking of much but the heat in the house and the thought of a nice bath. It was nearly ready when I heard the front door of the shop swing open.
â€œI have a letter for Prince Thomas.â€ I heard someone say. Did I hear him correctly? A prince?
â€œFor Thomas you say.â€ I heard grandpa say to this visitor. â€œI shall give it to him as soon as possible. Thank you.â€
I heard the man walk out and out of curiosity I walked through the gap in the wall into the shop.
â€œAh, Thomas. The jerky done?â€ Grandpa asked holding the letter.
â€œNo, sir. Not yet. But I heard I had a letter.â€ Grandfathers eyebrows crumpled with concern but handed me the letter. I never once saw him shake like an old man but handing me the letter he was shaking so hard I thought he was going to faint.
The envelope was completely white with fancy golden letters that read â€œThomasâ€. I looked up at grandpa and he nodded his head.
Carefully I broke the wax seal and took out the letter. It was written in the same fancy golden letters.
For your fourteenth birthday we ask you take the job of being the princessesâ€™ loyal servant. Her last servant has gone missing and we need a suitable young man as yourself to fit for the job. We ask that you send a letter of reconciliation before your birthday so we can send you a carriage.
This offer is for Thomas only.
The Minister of Princess Cicely ruler of Dimong
â€œDimong wants me to be the princessesâ€™ servant? Why me?â€ I ask looking up at grandfather.
â€œYou donâ€™t have to do it if you donâ€™t want to.â€ Grandfather said. â€œYou can stay here and be my grandson. Run the shop. Youâ€™re only fourteen. You donâ€™t have to. Please.â€
â€œGrandpa, Iâ€™m not going anywhere.â€ I ripped up the letter and threw it in the coals. â€œNow how about that jerky?â€
But saying no wasnâ€™t that easy.
For about a week the same letter kept arriving by the same man in red. Every time I was there to receive it he would comment on my blonde hair saying it shown brighter than the sun.
â€œGrandpa,â€ I said getting his attention. â€œI donâ€™t think theyâ€™re going to give up on this.â€
â€œMy boy. If they gave up they wouldnâ€™t be real royalty.â€ He smiled.
â€œBut why me?â€
â€œAsk them that next time they come.â€ But they never came again.