Royal Beaftly Caretaker
Originally posted here on April 16, 2024: writing-prompt-s : You were the caretaker for the mythical beasts of the royal family. Yesterday they decided to replace you with some incompetent noble, before kicking you out of the castle. You then spent the night in a nearby forest. However today you were awakened by the beasts who chose to follow you. I’m not good with people. I never have been. I’ve tried, but I’ve never been good with people. I’m always saying the wrong thing, and usually I don’t know what the wrong thing was until a lot later, until I’m thinking about what I said. In the town I grew up in, I was known for being simple. I don’t think I am, but I understand why they think that- I’m not good at making the words in my head match the words I say. But I am good with animals. Always have been. Lots of people are, I’m not special, or anything. Mam taught me. Animals speak their own language, and it’s a lot simpler to figure out. They’re not people, they don’t under