Nervous, the ravenette agreed and walked to the closet, ever aware of his eyes on her as she did so. Opening the door and standing on her toes to retrieve the blankets, she wondered why he watched her so intently. He’s just looking for a reason to fire me already, she thought, pulling the stack of blankets down neatly and closing the door with her foot gently, returning to the bed. Bending over, her back facing the prince, she began to strip away the dirty sheets.

He bit his finger slightly seductively as he watched, deliberately looking at her in a suggestive way, hoping she’d catch sight and feel more nervous.

“Got nothing to be afraid of.. deary” he said in a mocking tone, a smirk appearing on his face. “I don’t bite.. Unless you’re into that” the last part he said quieter.