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"This is a perfect job for me," Chika whispered as one of the servants in the kitchen handed her a piece of paper with schedules for the delivery of food to the royal family and prisoners.
"That will be the schedule you're following from now on. I suggest you not to mingle much with the royal family since they are not that ki-" the servant cleared her throat and pulled Chika to her, and whispered. "Many wolves doing your job had died in their hands. So make sure to obey them and don't touch anything or go to their bad side. If you know that they are on their bad mood, leave the food and leave asap or you will become their play toy to vent their anger."
Chika nodded her head in understanding. She looked at the paper again and fold it in to keep.