Maid of His Presence

It was late in the night, Pete had just concluded the training and a guard was leading me down. My head ached and all that Pete taught me rumbled in my head. Despite my weak body, I was put through rigorous training all through the day. Pete didn't give me any breathing space. It was too much for me.

"This will be your room," the guard that was leading me said and I jumped. I was startled. I tripped and slumped into the room through the open door.

I lay there on the floor, thinking about how miserable my life had become. All I had suffered since my parents' demise flashed through my head and for the first time, I didn't cry, I just stared into space, blinking intermittently. The horrendous life where I did not know if I would die or live in the next second was gradually becoming my norm.

I had forgotten all about food when I heard a knock at the door. Dinner was brought and I felt hungry instantly. I devoured the meal like I had never eaten all my life.

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