huskylindsaytuggey:

Lindsay looked at him. Why where they following..oh. She was chosen? Lindsay’s ears went back as she looked at him. It was everyone’s dream job to work for the king. To serve him, meant a good meal. She, however didn’t really see it. “Are you sure you want me? I mean there are better people out there.” she said brushing some hair from her face.

Ryan raised an eyebrow. He was quite surprised she would say such a thing. To even doubt his decrees–now that was brave. He decided he liked her for that. “I am positive.” He smiled kindly. “You should be honored, Lady Tuggey.” He emphasized her new title as slave to the king. “Not many are chosen."