When Keith opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Eloise's sleeping face. She looked beautiful and so peaceful.
As Keith tried to turn around he noticed that he was blocked by two arms around him, he didn't have to turn around to remember the blond man who turned out to be named Lukas.
Keith remained motionless for a moment before he was fed up, he wanted to go back to his room and take a shower. He tried to remove Lukas' arms as gently as possible before getting out of bed to put his clothes back on. He walked down the stairs to the dance floor where there were only a few people sweeping or leaning against the wall trying to sober up. Keith climbed up the stairs leading to the exit.
Once outside a cool wind blew in his face. He took a deep breath as he closed his eyes, the coolness felt good.
He walked down the gravel path to the palace, the sun was just beginning to rise. There was little time left before his day began and Keith wanted to at least wash up.
Arriving at his room, Keith undressed before entering the shower, the water running down his body helped him relax. After taking in the sensation, Keith quickly soaped himself up before rinsing off and stepped out of the shower to dries himself.
As Keith stood in front of his shower mirror he noticed hickeys along the back of his neck, he found it annoying because he had nothing to hide them and even though it wasn't forbidden by his contract he hated that people could see it. In the meantime, today he had no choice but to support them. He had to finish getting ready quickly in order to arrive before everyone else in the refectory. He felt that today he would not be able to stand the intensity of the noise in the dining hall. He wanted to get the day over with quickly so that he could enjoy a good night's sleep. Keith took in his hand his grey lenses that he put in his eyes in order to hide his condition of Doume.
Once he finished his toilet, he put on his uniform and went to the refectory, even if he was not very hungry he wanted to at least drink something with a fruit to have a minimum of energy for the journey.
Today, Keith had to take care of the entrance hall and the corridor leading to the ballroom. His mentor had asked him to come up with at least three different styles of decor for these areas so that they could discuss them at a meeting later that evening. The lobby was a very important place, even if the guests would only be there for a few minutes, it was the first impression they would have of the event, so Keith had to find the perfect match for this area.
Keith thought that for the entrance a sage green would be perfect to welcome the guests, it would be chic, calm and soothing. For the flowers, he decided to propose a first arrangement with amaryllis, gypsophilia, pink carnations and a touch of green gladioli.
Keith was in the process of drafting his bouquet idea when he felt an arm grab his waist and pull him against a muscular torso. He didn't need to turn around and guessed by the scent that this person was his highness Isaac.
"Good morning, your highness." Keith said in a weary tone, he didn't feel like confronting Isaac again after yesterday's events, and he was exhausted and had trouble keeping his cool.
"Hello, Keith ! I am delighted to see that you don't even need to see me to recognize me."
Isaac had a very satisfied expression on his face, as usual the young prince was beaming. Keith felt less and less like being around someone in such a good mood in the morning. Especially with his hangover, facing the prince's radiant energy was... difficult.
"I am happy that you are accustomed to my presence." whispered Isaac while approaching the ear of Keith.
Keith turned around and moved away from Isaac, who didn't seem to appreciate this loss of contact as his eyebrows suddenly furrowed. But Keith had to make Isaac lose interest in him, it put him in too much danger and he did not know how to be with the young Dolce.
"Your Highness, what are you doing here ? We are preparing the ground, I doubt you came to give us a hand."
Keith had hoped that this would anger or make Isaac leave. Unfortunately for the young servant's plans it had the opposite effect, the man regained a smile before approaching Keith to take him by the waist.
"I did came here hoping to find you."
"What can I do for you then, your majesty ?" Keith was beginning to lose his patience, so what did Isaac want from him ?
He had other things to do than to deal with Isaac's little flirting tricks.
"I just wanted you to accompany me for a walk in the gardens." Isaac said with his unmistakable teasing smile.
Keith huffed and turned his head toward the hallway where other servants were, how could he get rid of Isaac without being too rude to avoid getting fired. Isaac didn't give Keith enough time as he interrupted his thoughts with an icy tone.
"What the hell are those marks on your neck ?" Isaac had taken Keith's neck and was examining it with a dark look.
Keith had forgotten about the hickeys on his neck and had the misfortune to turn his head a little too much revealing them. He wondered why Isaac was so concerned about it, it didn't concern him after all.
But judging by the prince's expression, Keith was in for a rough time.Ah... what a shitty day.
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[BxB] All for Us
RomanceIn a world where your genetics determine your social status, Keith Sayyid a young Doume is making the effort of surviving. He doesn't care about his life, he would like it to end quickly, that's what is supposed to be his destiny. A short life. But...