prince x knight au | trillie |

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Frank walked me back to my quarters where we just talked the basic talk about rules and guidelines for him being my knight. We stopped and I was able to ask him a question not regarding him being my knight. 

"Frank is far too serious for you. Don't you have a nickname or something I could call you?" I looked over at him as he just stood there thinking. 

"No, I don't think I do. I've never really had a reason for one with everyone always just calling me 'Sir Frank'." I stood there pondering what I should call him for a moment. I could call him Frankie? no.. that's too lovely. I had one idea but I wasn't quite sure how it would fly over with Mr. knight here. 

"How about Tré?" he gave me a look that said 'Are you serious?' And I was serious, I think Tré is a very cool name that would fit him very well. I made a pleading face.

"hmm...It sounds stupid, it's perfect. But, I don't want Michael catching wind of this so it's a nickname that's only between us, okay?" I was giddy at the fact that he liked the nickname I gave him, Even going as far as to call it perfect. Not to toot my own horn or anything but it was a pretty perfect name. 

We were both silent for a moment just staring at each other before he broke the slightly awkward silence. "I uh suppose you are to be getting back to your studies now? or well your music probably. I am to follow you everywhere you go for now own so I truly hope your music is good." He laughed at his own statement, maybe he is a full of himself knight, or just a cute idiot. Cute? Shit, I can't believe I just called him cute.

"I happen to think I'm somewhat all right, Not terrible enough to make your ears bleed, as much as I would like to." He just rolled his eyes and followed me into my quarters where I picked up my guitar and decided to play him a short tune. 

"That's beautiful, what's the name of the song?" 

"it doesn't have a name." I didn't, it was just something I made up on the spot for him.

"awh, come on every song has got to have a name" He moved closer to me sitting down next to where I did on my bed. He sat awkwardly because of the sword at his side.

"Well, This one doesn't, I just made it up on the spot y'know, if it needs to have a name so badly then it's called no name." I always thought naming things was how you got attached to them. I was particularly attached to the tune or anything I didn't even know if I remembered how to play it.

"I think no name has a nice ring to it" He gave me that smile again that made my heart flutter. I don't get what it was about him. I know I shouldn't get too close to him but I just couldn't help it, Everything about him drew me closer to him even his stupid voice. I don't know if I hope he does or doesn't feel the same.

He just sat there while I continued to play more tunes for him, It felt good someone appreciating my music for once and telling me I was good and that they liked what I was doing. Which wasn't helping with me falling for him. I really enjoyed his company even though I had just met him. 

As we continued it started to get later till it was about time we start heading to dinner. I sadly put back my guitar while Tré stood by my door waiting for me. He was already more patient than my other knights always rushing me to get ready. As soon as I got to the doorway we both continued to the dining room where a good feast would already be prepared for us. 

We entered the dining room giggling while my family just looked and stared at us. I stopped at the table looking at them all. "what?"

"Nothing, Just never seen you ever get along with one of your knights before." My Father remarked. they all laughed at this. I sat down and tried to ignore them all. He sat down next to me. Knights were allowed to eat with us from time to time. Since he's a new guard knight he gets to eat with us. He seemed in awe at all the food we had set up on the table. His eyes practically lit up as he took a bite out of anything on his plate. I guess our chefs are really that good. 

As I was eating I felt something hit my foot from under the table, I looked over to Tré who was smiling while he was looking down at his plate. Two can play that game. I slammed my foot into his and he jolted a bit looking at me with surprise written all over his face. He surely was not pleased about this since he stomped on my foot and I let out noise before bringing my hands up to cover my mouth realizing what I had just done. 

My Mother did not look pleased about this. "Would you please stop playing footsie with your knight or are we going to have to assign you a new one?" I very much so did not want a new knight, I mean Tré was perfect for me. As a knight that is. I refuse to fall for him no matter how tempting it may be. 

We continued dinner silently. I shot Tré some glances every once in a while, but he never glanced back. 

I finished and stood up from my seat walking out of the dining room quietly with Tré following quickly behind me. "I'm sorry about that.." I spoke in a whisper. 

"Hey, No it's fine I'm just glad they didn't fire me. Anyway, I did start it.  We'll just have to remember not to mess around so much. I'm not very professional huh?" He was right he really wasn't professional but that's what I liked about him. He wasn't high strung. But I didn't have any doubts about him being able to protect me even with his stature. He was pretty built not in a way where had muscles popping out everywhere but he just looked strong(drummer build). His arms were large and so were his hands. I think I might like thinking about those hands at night. 

I was relieved to know he wasn't upset with me. He walked me back to my room again where I saw Atticus has set up a cot for him in my room. This wasn't anything new the knights normally slept in the same quarters as who they were protecting so they could be ready to protect at a moment's notice, As well as scare away any potential incidents. It was just different because it was, well him.

"Are you sure that cot is going to be comfortable for you?" I really wanted him to be as comfortable as possible.

"Oh yeah, At least I hope so." I was trying to think of other alternatives to him having so sleep on the hard and small cot. I could only think of one. 

"Well...If you do get too uncomfortable you could always lay in my bed. Just don't try anything, alright? I know I'm a prince I'm a pretty hot piece of meat." I of course said that sarcastically, I don't really think that highly of myself. I always felt people would only ever like me for my title and nothing else.

"Yeah, you keep telling yourself that." He let out a short laugh before continuing, "You want me to sleep in your bed?"

"I didn't say that I was just suggesting it as an option... I just want you to be comfortable so you can have a good rest and be at your best y'know?" Part of this was a lie, I did sort of want him to sleep in my bed. 

"Mhm, Yeah I think I'm alright on my cot. Thank you for offering though." He laughed, sitting down to remove his boots, after that his belt and sword. I hoped he couldn't see me staring from my own bed I was sitting on, but he did. 

"I know I'm a 'hot piece of meat' but there is no need to stare." I looked away quickly, My face hot and red. 

I started removing my own boots, "I was not staring I was just simply looking at what you were doing, We just met how can I be sure I can trust you back there." I stood up and started taking off my jacket before unbuttoning my shirt. I turned my head a little to be able to get a glimpse of him out of the corner of my eye. Now he was the one staring. 

I turned around to face him, picking up my shirt and jacket and placing them on a chair for the servents to pick up later. I watched as his eyes glazed over me, I wasn't much to look at I was thin and didn't really have much of an athletic build. I tried to keep my eyes off of him as I got into bed. and heard him move onto his cot.

"goodnight." 

"night."