Today, The One Who Sees Me is available on all outlets: amazon and Barnes and Noble. The story follows Faru’s life. She is a teenager at the outset sold in exchange for a new wife for King Cyning. She meets her new master, Lord Cegrol, and begins life in his household. Life has its ups and downs–the kind everyone faces. However, it seems every time life smooths out, something else comes her way to upset her. Throughout the story she learns about The Existing One. He talks to her her master and others in the household believe The Existing One is the One True God. Faru isn’t so sure. She understands that the gods may listen and care about lords and ladies, but would a god care about a servant girl? That is harder to accept. Follow her journey as she learns who The Existing One is and what He is like. Will she learn to trust Him? Will her life ever smooth out?

Blurb:
Teenage slave girl Faru’s life has been turned upside down when she discovers she’s been traded to a new master, forcing her to leave all she‘s ever known. Upon her arrival, Faru meets a friend, Cailean, who helps her adjust to life in the strange location. Life settles into a new pattern, and romance blossoms between the young friends. But as soon as they plan to get married, another proposal comes about – one that cannot be ignored. Being a slave means not always marrying who you love.
On a daring journey to heal her heart, Faru encounters the Existing One. Will she trust Him and do His bidding even if what He requests is so hard?
Follow Faru’s tale in author Kandi J Wyatt’s retelling of a Biblical story found in the Old Testament book of Genesis, showing that when things don’t make sense, God will guide the way.

Enjoy this excerpt from chapter two:

FARU HAD RETURNED to her duties in the kitchen. Each day she
oversaw the plating and delivery of the queen’s evening meal. It was with
a jolt of surprise that she heard her mistress’s voice call out her name.

“Thank the gods, Faru,” the tall, fair queen exclaimed. “I’ve found
you.”

“Milady?” Faru drug the word out a bit with apprehension. In all
her life in the castle, she had never seen the queen concern herself with
dinner preparations; she doubted today was any different.

Even in the surroundings of the hot, sweaty kitchen, the queen seemed
to preside with the dignity of her position. She moved with a lithe grace
that Faru had always admired. Yet, underneath that poise, Faru saw an
uneasiness that was unusual.

“Faru, come with me,” the queen commanded, in a voice that was
not to be questioned.

The prep cook just shrugged and called to another servant to take
Faru’s place. Faru turned and followed her mistress, a fear beginning
to settle in her stomach. She knew better than to ask any questions.

The queen’s steps tapped a staccato on the stone floor. Her skirts
swished as they brushed past servants, potted plants, and other decorations
in the hallways. From past experience, Faru knew that her mistress’s
anger was much like a volcano. It could erupt at any moment, and it
didn’t matter who was at the receiving end of her wrath.

As they rounded a corner, a drapery swished past the queen. With
precise movements, she ripped it down. Dreading what she was about
to do, Faru opened her mouth.

“Your majesty?”

With a frustrated sigh, the queen turned around, her blonde hair
swinging behind her.

“Faru.” Her voice came out soft compared to her movements. “It is
nothing that you did.”

Faru raised a delicate eyebrow, her dark eyes pleading for more
information.

“No, young one. It was my lord.”

Faru nodded understanding. The royals were known for their spats.
The queen pulled Faru into an alcove where they were out of the
way of castle life. She laid a shaky hand on her servant. Faru’s initial
reaction was to move away, but the tenderness in her mistress’s touch
surprised her.

“When I first came to Suden, it was your grandfather who took
care of me. He watched over me like my father had. Because of your
grandfather’s kindness to me, I gave your father his position among
my servants, and then you have been my personal servant.”

Faru stood quietly, shocked at the queens actions. Never had she seen
her mistress in such a state. Her emotions must have been showing on her
face, for her mistress seemed to draw herself together and straightened to
her full height.

“I may have to live with his decisions,” she said, as if talking to herself,
“but I will not lower my position by groveling at his feet.” With a visible
effort, she continued, “Faru, you have been traded to a foreigner in
exchange for his cousin.” The contempt showed through the queen’s voice
as she said the word cousin. “She will come be my newest rival, and you
shall go serve the foreigner.”

With that, she headed out of the nook and motioned for Faru to
follow. Taking a deep breath, Faru tried to gather in what she had just
learned and at the same time walk humbly behind her mistress. They
passed through the stone hallways without seeing the light and shadows
playing along the walls, hangings, and suits of armor. It wasn’t until the
hallway opened into a wide atrium that the words the queen had spoken
finally made sense to Faru.