Don't Mess With Royalty.: Nervous, the ravenette agreed and walked to the closet, ever aware of...

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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…

His tone and words made her breath catch in her throat as she turned her head to look at him. “E-excuse me?” she stuttered, blushing. Nearly done with the bed, she stops working and looks at him expectantly.
Oh god… did he really just say that?
Watching him, her fingers fumbled for the last blabket, trying to keep herself busy.

He half laughed and swiftly moved up to the girl, unaware to her. He grabbed her waist lightly and sniffed her hair, letting out a quiet moan as he did.
“Don’t need to worry too much, they’ll only get messed up later” he half laughed into her neck, quickly moving away just as quick as he moved in and spoke in a more formal urgent tone.
“Now go, fetch my drink, the regular maids know what I have..” He looked away from her and stared out the window.

As he touched her, she let out a small gasp, her breathing becoming much more shallow following his actions. Freezing, the only thing she was able to do was nod as he pulled himself away, turning and placing her gaze on the ground as she rushed out the door.
Once outside, she had to catch her breath, leaning against the wall.
“Did that… just really happen…?” she voiced to no one in particular.

The prince smugly walked over to the balcony that was just outside the window of his room.

He lit up a cigarette, inhaled deeply and unbuttoned his shirt. The blazing sun was making him hot, he also decided it would be fun to toy around with the new maid, winding her up proved to be fun so far.

Still shocked, but breathing a bit easier, Xion headed down the halls to find another maid. Doing so, she says, “The prince would like a drink. Can you help me?” Being unaccustomed to the winding halls and stairs of the castle, she decided she’d need it anyway.
Getting the drink, she winds her way back up to Noctis’s room and knocks, balancing the tray in one hand.

He flicked the cigarette off the balcony to the roof and glided to the door, opening it in a gentlemanly manner and a warm smile as he greeted her.

“You’re back” he cooed, snatching the drink from the tray, top half of his body sweating from the sun accentuating his muscles.

“Don’t just stand there, get back in here” he laughed slyly.

She couldn’t help but stare a bit at the buttons on his shirt that had come undone, a slight blush spreading across her face. Looking down, she steps inside with a nod. “Where should I put the tray?” she asks, returning her gaze to the prince’s handsome face.

“Wherever you wish” he replied his voice smooth as silk. He kept his gaze on the girl.
“Tell me.. What is your name and.. How old are you?” He needed a clarification that if he wanted anything to happen, it could legally.
He swiftly moved up to the girl, holding her waist, feeling her tense.

“What’s the matter.. Why are you holding back?” He whispered.