Chapter 40: 40. Chapter

Since then, two weeks have passed; I have indeed much to learn in the proper ways of being a handmaiden. The basics were very straightforward, and I would even say that it was easy. Helping the queen and following her like a silent shadow for the majority of the day, it wasn't that challenging. Especially so, that she rarely left her palace, and even than a small battalion of guards and those strange assassin droids were escorting her. I quickly realized that me being a bodyguard, was much more of a prestige than an actual job. Of course, that fact wasn't enough reason to let my guard down. After all, my life depended on it. But, back to my original thought, being the queen's personal servant was mostly easy; almost anyone could do it. But, as the saying goes, the devil is in the details; and therefore, I had to learn a few hundred small details to represent her Majesty properly as her handmaiden. That part was infuriating; the first week had passed in a haze because Eqomu was constantly teaching me those exact minor details over ten hellish hours a day. Oh, Eqomu, as I later learned, is the name of the mirialan boy I first met when I woke up here. He has a unique personality for sure, but I am not one to talk in this regard. Maybe that is the reason why we so quickly became friends, but that doesn't change the fact that I utterly hate his etiquette classes. No doubt he also hated me as his student, but that didn't stand between our friendship, especially since we didn't really have that many other options. to make friends.

You see, Eqomu was one of the queens favorite slaves, and I can say it certainly after these two weeks I spent with her, that she didn't have many favored slaves, or individuals in general. To be more precise, there was Eqomu, and now me, thanks to Eqomu; I also found out, that the other handmaidens were not even slaves. They were the third or second daughters of wealthy Zygerrian families, and all of them took great offense in the fact that I as a simple dirty slave, was out of nowhere, elected to be their equal. Since the moment I met with them, they began to make fun of me and humiliate me in every possible way they could imagine. Envy is certainly a great motivator, but fear is just as good. Therefore, after I had grown tired of their ridiculous acts, like putting honey in the inside of my clothes, I decided to send my own regard. By placing them in force choke for a few seconds, since then they haven't even dared to look me in the eye and they try to run away every time they see me. Quite hilarious really.

There was only one negative effect to this, and that had only begun to affect me towards the end of the second week I spent here. It was the palace's rumormill. Since the fact that I am a force wielder was a secret from most of the people. Only a few of the queen's, trusted advisers, where privy to this information, and some also trusted slaves, and by that I mean Eqomu, and the palace cook; but that is a story for another time. Because of this, and the fact that I maybe a bit lost my cool, after I pulled up my panty after a shower still in my morning daze, only to realize it's inside was lubricated with fucking honey... I have to remember to not use cuss words, because the queen will become agitated again from hearing them. Where was I, oh yes. So, in my rightfully enraged state, after a quick shower and a scolding from the queen, that I was late. I proceeded to place each of the handmaid's in a force choke while telling them that if they ever again get near to my clothes, I will skin them alive and lubricate the inside of their skin with honey only to attach it back to their bodies with a stapler.

I was clearly exaggerating things; I thought that nobody would take such a ridiculous threat seriously, right? It turns out they would. Since then I was left alone, and nobody dared to threaten my peace again, and the emphasis is on the "nobody" here.

Because of the cursed rumormill, that was clearly a last ditch effort from the handmaidens to frustrate me and gain back some face. Now I can't attack; I mean, teach them a lesson, since that would make their accusations valid and everyone would ignore me and I would get punished. This was clearly a bait set by them, and I won't walk into it. Yet it still frustrated me to no end. This was the reason that led me to come to the only two person I was confident to share my plight with, in the hopes of some form of constructive advice.

The three of us were in Hava's room, because her furnitures were the largest and they were easily able to accommodate all of us. She is the lead chef of the palace, and my second friend here, oh, by the way, she is a besalisk with the astounding height of two meters and ten centimeters. She also had four arms, clearly part of the reason why she excelled in the kitchen so much. I sighed, as I finished sharing my current problem.

-So that is why everybody in the palace, except you thinks that I am a crazy witch, and nobody wants to speak with me anymore...

The result of sharing my troubles was, what should I say, if I want to be entirely honest, I don't know what else I expected... I watched with hollow eyes as my two friends were crying their eyes out from uncontrollable laughter.

Equ was the first one that managed to gain back some measure of control over his laughter, but not for long.

-You... you are incredible... so that is why all of them looked like they had been forced to eat live frogs throughout the last two weeks. I thought the queen punished them, for something, but it turns out it was you!

-Ava stop laughing already, it isn't that funny!

-HAHA! But it is, you are hilarious, my little twi'lek friend.

She proceeded to pull my leks playfully as she liked to do, but I dodged it already growing a sixth sense of sorts, to notice her intention and slight change of body language. It wasn't easy; she still gets me sometimes, as I used to forget that she had two more arms. She is surprisingly sneaky for her size. I looked up from my daydreaming as she continued her sentence after a healthy break to laugh more at my childish pouting.

-Don't worry Nizzy, the others are also laughing their guts out behind those stupid handmaidens back. The reason they don't talk to you, is only because they are afraid of them. They are not slaves like us, you know? Their influence can reach far in this palace, and their bullying is known to many of us. Also, not everyone of us is the queen's new favorite pet, like you are.

-But I...

-Don't even try to deny it. The queen likes you; I am not accusing you; any of us would have done the same. I am just pointing out, that you have played your cards well. It is not simply the fact that you can use force, more like your quick wit and adaptability.

-Well, thanks I guess, I simply wanted to have a more comfortable life and avoid any type of unnecessary pain; why I am at it.

-Aren't we all like that? Hmm?

-Oh, by the way, how is it that you guys are still talking to me? I mean, in Equ's case it is probably because everyone is already hating his guts...

-Hej!

-But, what is the situation with you, Ava?

-I have other friends too, like the fishes in the garden's lake, her majesties birds...

-Well, you see, I am in a special position, in a position where nobody can really threaten me except the lords and the queen herself.

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-I have at least three loth-cats, and there was that stray dog three weeks ago; I gave it a little food.

-And why is that?

-There was also that strange big flying bug with six wings; it was bigger than a bird... Are, are you ignoring me?

-Simply put, everybody who knows what is good for him or her will not fuck with someone who makes the food for you every single day.

-Stop ignoring me!

-Now I see, that makes sense.

-I will make your next handmaiden lesson into a living hell.

-E-Equ... don't do that... I was just kidding, because you laughed at me so rudely for ten damn minutes... If you won't do that, I will forget about your laughing...

-Hmm... okay.

-Thanks...

-Nizzy, I have also something to add to the topic you guys were speaking about.

-Then share it with us Equ.

-It is clear, that the biggest reason why the others are ignoring you, is the fresh threat from the other handmaidens, and maybe your supposed witch powers are also added to the mix.

-Don't start with that; you guys know that I am not a witch...

-Oh yes, my dear, ~said Ava~ but the others don't.

-Urgh...

-There is one more important factor that you have completely ignored.

-Which is?

-You have broken the natural order of the palace. It never really happened in our lifetime that a slave appeared suddenly and basically skipped the whole power game rising instantly to one of the top and most envied positions of power among slaves. And although, you are not the first or the last handmaiden who was chosen among the slaves; but the abruptness, of how it happened was from a normal occurrence.

-You are right about that. Thanks for sharing your opinion, it was quite eyeopening.

I honestly praised Equ, who was clearly happy with my open recognition. He immediately began to tell us, a more detailed version of the current power games inside the palace. Completely missing the fact that we don't care about that. I sneaked a knowing glance towards Ava, and our eyes met halfway. Both of us sighed with weariness. Yes, that was just your normal Equ; the sixteen year old mirialan boy had an increadible IQ, slightly over two hundred. Yet it was bound to make him, especially in a strict environment lacking any source of creativity, like this, socially inapt. Since the things he was interested in were completely different than his age-groups, he was quickly deemed strange and ironically stupid by his peers.

Therefore, we and by that I mean Ava and me, decided to try and teach some level of emotional intelligence to the boy. It was funny, as he had already learned every small detail of the proper body language for certain things. Yet, and I don't really know how that could have happened, but he was completely unable to read those exact things on others. He has a long way to go... for sure.

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