Dinzel

40// One Puff

{Marian}
The prince is still fast asleep when I get up. I know I can't leave his room in his clothes cause boy would I have eyes on me.

I tie my hair up and rush to grab my uniform. It looks.. fixed. I might be mistaking, but I think he mended it for me. Having no time to waste, I pull off his clothes and wear my uniform.

After folding his clothes and placing them on his bed, I grab a piece of paper and a pen from his table and write a small "thank you."

I run out of his room before anyone sees me and towards my room to take a quick bath. Sleeping in the prince's room is like a death sentence. I know I'm gonna be late so I think of an excuse to give Lara.

Why do I always oversleep when I spend the night in his room?

Last night feels like a dream, from the thing with the prince's friend, to my talk with the prince, the kiss. Oh God.. Whenever I remember the kiss I get flutters in my gut. Knowing it will never happen again leaves me wanting, but I know it's for the best.

When I'm done freshening up, I head to the kitchen. I'm two minutes late for breakfast by the time I get to the kitchen.

Everyone stares at me as I barge into the kitchen, breathing heavily like some hunting animal. I ignore their eyes, walking over to grab an apron.

"Morning Sir," I greet Grumpy as he slides me my breakfast on the slabs. "Thank you."

He looks around to make sure no one saw him sneaking me my breakfast. "I will not do this everyday." He folds his arms as I grab my plate.

"You won't have to." I dig in.

"What happened to your face?" He draws my attention to my broken cheek.

I shrug, putting my plate down. "Nothing important. Don't worry about it."

"I'm not worried," he lies. "But think about you'll say to Lara. She's been looking for you all morning."

"Why is she looking for me?" I look around and whisper.

"You asking me?" He rolls his eyes and leaves me standing alone.

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"Where were you last night?" Lara questions me. She's standing in the corridor and I have my head bowed infront of her. "Word came to me that you were not in your room. This is not the first time, if I'm not mistaken."

"Well- I'm sorry, it will not happen again." I apologize.

I can't tell her that I was almost raped by the prince's psychotic friend. I prefer whatever she does than to say that out loud.

"I'm afraid a simple sorry will not cut it. As an addition to your work, I need the west wing basement squeaky clean, from top to bottom." She orders.

"Alright." I leave.

It is indeed a punishment cause I recall having a thousand things to do already. Besides, no one ever uses the west wing basement. It's inhabited by dust bunnies. I tie my hair up, grab my cleaning materials and head down to the basement.

{Rachel}
It was Leo's idea to take me out for an early morning hot coffee date. It was a romantic gesture and I very much appreciated it.

We both climb into the car after enjoying our coffee date. I shut the door and strap on my seatbelt.

"Thanks for the coffee." I smile at him and bite my lip.

He returns the smile and pulls me in for a kiss. I smile against his lips, my heart warming up.