A Rose and A Thron

Chapter 15

"Alessandra, I can't believe you did that!" Grayson laughs as the blonde recalls a story of her 'accidentally' throwing a pie at her father at the wedding of one of her cousins when she was younger. 

"Somehow at the age of seven I was already a trouble maker." she laughs along with him. 

"I'm sure you have some pretty funny stories of your own, especially being at court for a long time." she voices. 

"Well, I do have a few." he smirks, getting ready to share. 

"So about a year ago, I got an order from my boss telling me I was needed in the ballroom immediately. I had no clue why I would be needed in the ballroom in the middle of the day but I went anyway. I get there, and there's Lady Georgina on the floor surrounded by fruit punch that she had split. Now at the time I was quite attracted to her so all I could think about was helping her as soon as possible to make a good impression. In the process of trying to help her out of the room I completely ate shit tripping over my own feet. It was incredibly embarrassing but she thought it was funny so we both just kinda of laughed it off." he tells. 

"Hmm, I think my story is funnier." Alessandra speaks, causing Grayson to laugh once again at her. 

She was right, she definitely had the better story but he had done that on purpose so that the attention could be on her. 

Grayson's laugh causes Alessandra to laugh again. 

He just has one of those contagious laughs. 

Sampson enters the garden in search of Alessandra but scuffs to himself upon seeing her here with Grayson looking rather comfortable.

 "Hey." he greets, causing the blonde's laughter to die down. 

"Hi, Sampson."she smiles warmly. 

"Grayson." he states, showing no emotion toward the guy. 

Grayson looks at the Prince questioning his tone and the look he was giving him. 

"Is something wrong, your grace?" he questions. 

"No, not at all. Alessandra I just wanted to know if you wanted to have dinner with me since I missed breakfast." he asks looking only at the girl.

 "Alessandra, you actually have another lesson on international affairs in about thirty minutes." Grayson reminds her so that he could spend more time with her. 

Sampson grows irritated at Grayson for calling Alessandra by her first name. 

"It's your grace when you are speaking to the princess." he informs him. 

"Actually, Sampson, I told Grayson that he could call me by my first name." Alessandra speaks softly. 

Grayson smirks looking up at the prince. 

"Grayson, have Eliza reschedule my lesson. I'll see you later." she tells him getting up to join Sampson.

 Sampson grins wide upon hearing this and extends his arm out for Alessandra. 

She joins her arm with his and he guides them out of the garden back into the palace. 

Sampson looks over his shoulder smirking confidently at Grayson who watches on annoyed at the prince.

"How are you doing after last night?" the blonde questions as they reach the dining room. 

"I'm doing well actually. I appreciate you for staying the night with me." he tells her sincerely.