1: Behind the Shadow
There should never be a word prohibition in love. Love is a special manifestation given by the Creator to every intelligent being who has a heart. Love should be something that crosses all barriers that block it. Love is irrational. For poets, love is a mystery that will always overshadow every human existence. As for the poets, love is a form of passion fun as cool as the pure spring water that comes from heaven.
But no matter how many propositions that arise in my mind, I will never have the right to flow up my feelings. Because, for me my love is indeed a forbidden. I love my own Lord’s son. A wise and handsome man. His smile always heals a sick soul. The oral is like a fairy song. The laugh is as sweet as honey.
Therefore, my love can only be realized as a form of sacrifice.
I'm just a servant. As a child, I grew up in a small orphanage in the suburbs of Boston without anyone knowing where I came from even myself. Unlike the stories that I often read, when babies who were deliberately left in front of the orphanage door had something that proved their existence. Mrs. Jane said I just wrapped a thin white blanket with a body still clad in blood.
That is indeed a very sad story. But compared to other children who really hope to feel love from father and mother, I just resigned to accepting my destiny without feeling that it was something very unfair given by God. I just want my life not to hurt others and try my best to live life while holding fast to the right principles.
That is innocent and naive thinking that I always plant in my mind and mind.597Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA4WMgnndNx
When I was 14 years old, when I accompanied Mrs. Jane goes to the market. I saw some young servants milling about in the market to buy things with sweet smiles and sparkling stares. At that time I was very young and innocent so I clearly said to Mrs. Jane that I want her to help me become a servant someday.
The dream was finally realized a year later. The orphanage I lived in was a simple little place but we all lived happily. Maybe that's why a Duch came all the way from downtown Boston to give a small portion of his wealth which is actually not that small in our eyes. I then understood enough and my thoughts were mature enough to act and behave. As everyone surrounds Duch and Duchess with a very cute dog-like look, I calmly approach the Duch of Boston as he sits quietly on the couch enjoying a break while the other children have lunch with the Duchess.
I had made up my mind as I walked straight before the Duch and then knelt before him.
"Sir, please make me a servant in your residence," I said in a low voice resembling a whisper.
I know that it's actually very rude to ask someone who clearly has a very high status compared to me who is just a commoner. I looked timidly and trembled slightly. Mrs. Jane saw me and called my name and led me to stand up and retreat. Mrs. Jane obviously did not like my impudence and gave me eyes that I was very afraid of, but it is not the time for me being afraid.
The Duch who was initially shocked immediately gave a faint smile. "If I may know, why do you want to be a servant in my place Little Girl?"
Mrs. Jane unexpectedly leaned over to Sang Duch. "Forgive Layla, my lord. Actually, since a year ago Layla always told me that she wanted to be a servant. I'm really sorry because she still doesn't really understand that kind of thing. "
The Duch turned his eyes to me. "Is that really Layla?"
I lifted my gaze and clenched my fists so that I looked brave. "I have a dream to become a servant at the residence of nobles like you, My Lord. I promise to use all my abilities to serve you Duch and the Duchess, but I do not accept if I am told not to understand what I have decided, My Lord. "
My words made Ny. Jane was surprised. I always try not to make Mrs. Jane, who has sincerely taken care of me and other children, is angry or something. But, It just doesn't mean that I don't have a commitment to what I do. Age 15 years is not the age of children anymore. At least for me, it was more than enough to realize that being a servant was not as easy as it was first seen a year ago.
I felt that the Duch did not hate my attitude and I really hoped that he really agreed or at least considered my desire to be a servant in his residence. Then when he said one word that changed my whole life, I didn't know how to repay his kindness someday.
"All right," said the Duch of Boston with a faint smile. "But I hope you don't regret it, My Dear."
At that time, at least I never thought about regretting it.
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