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Kelli's POV
There are things I've gotten used to over the past month of being a butler... and Mariska's girlfriend, ah; that never gets old. Anyway, things like the rich people parties, guests coming in and out to try to trade with the queen, etc... One thing in particular though, is the one thing I'll never get used to; Lover-boy Chris being Mariska's fake date. He's constantly kissing her, getting close to her, and all of the above. I don't actually know if he knows he's the fake boyfriend, but I assume he isn't because his acting skills are very off; this can't be some charade to him.
In fact, I'm sitting in his own castle, which he somehow convinced the queen to come to, listening to him talk to her about... well I don't really know. I've been glaring at him so harshly, that it's become painful. Mariska is putting on her award-winning smile, giving me something to be happy about- except for the fact that it's fake. He believes all of this and I don't even feel sorry for him.
"Listen, Christopher, it's getting late and I feel very tired, can I just call up my carriage driver and head home with Kelli?" Mariska asked, looking at the clock that indicated that it was half past ten.
"Why don't you just stay here tonight?"
My head shot toward him, my eyes burning holes into his side. "MY Mistress, the queen, mind you, enjoys her bed well, no need for sleeping anywhere but her own room."
"Kelli is quite right, Christopher, I'm very tired and I have no intentions of messing around tonight."
Chris turned to me, his face scrunched up, his brows furrowed deeply. "Alright, we'll have to reschedule."
I closed the door behind us, chuckling to myself as I remember the look on Christopher's face as Mariska rejected his invitation. I sat on the opposite side of her, staring off to the side.
"Kelli, are you okay?"
I looked at Mariska, her eyes scanning my body. "Yeah, just thinking."
"What are thinking about?" she asked, getting up and sitting next to me.
"Nothing..."
"You can tell me."
"I'm just thinking about how Chris keeps wanting you to stay over, does he know you two aren't really a thing?"
"I don't think knows, but don't worry about him. He won't get between us."
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