The Servant and The Madam.The night was black, the moon had not bothered to come out, and the stars were faint, drowning in the sky. Kingdom had been quite silent that evening. It was the palace that remained awake while all the kingdom slept. And while this Servant was more then afraid of the consequences of waking the sleeping King, he did no doubt that that's were he would have to go eventually. But first instead he went to wake up his dear friend and fellow servant, at least she didn't have a full guard awaiting at the outside of her personal chambers.
"Psst. Madam, please. I must see you." The Servant knocked nervously again, the few moments that passed seemed to be hours as the Servant kept looking down at the bag he wore. The door finally opened, and a not so well slept looking fellow servant glared death in his direction.
"What, what the hell is it?" She snapped very impatiently.
"Madam I must say that language is not very becoming for a lady such as yourself." The Servant said very quickly.