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"Prince Neffarius!"
The maid knocked. The Prince barely stirred from his sleep and simply held Katalina closer. She grunted in protest but did not awaken. After one last knock, the maid entered the room. She gasped.
"Prince Neffarius, this is very unruly! The King and Queen would be very disappointed at such poor conduct! Prince Neffarius, do you hear me?!"
"Margaret, quiet down. I'm trying to sleep." slurred the Prince.
She snatched the pillow from under him and put her hands on her hips, tapping her foot. The Prince groaned and slipped his arm from under Katalina. He sat up and glared at the old maid. She'd been his Caretaker since he was young and was very much used to his stubbornness.
"Don't give me that look child, you know your parents would prefer you to not commit such hideous acts with servants, especially that one." she said crossly.
"She has a name Margaret. Secondly, Katalina and I did not have sex. Not last night, at least." he smirked.
"Perverted Prince." Katalina said, sitting up and shoving the Prince. "Where the hell did you put my clothes?" she asked while looking around the room.
"Ahem." the maid coughed.
"Oh, hello Margaret. Would you please make him tell me where he put my clothes so that I may leave?"
"As much as I would love that, insolent child, you may only leave when the Prince dismisses you. However, since the Prince has other matters to attend to, it would be wise of him to allow you to leave." She turned to the Prince expectedly.
He sighed. "Fine Margaret. Is this business with my father?" he asked.
"It is more than that. Your father wishes to see you in his office after you're dressed."
"Well then," he took a quick glance at Katalina and then back at the old maid. "give me a moment to get dressed. You're dismissed Margaret."
"Of course, Prince Neffarius. Do try not to take long, your father is very impatient."
She walked out of the room, closing the door behind her. Katalina sprang to her feet but the Prince quickly pulled her back to the bed and climbed atop of her. He kneeled between her legs and pinned her arms above her head.
"Did you really think you could slip away so easily?"
"Perverted Prince! Release me!"
Katalina squirmed under him but the Prince kept her securely in place. He rubbed his erection against her and she growled at him.
"You're always so angry, love. Just relax and let me take care of you." he cooed.
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When In Rome, Do As The Romans
RomanceA romance between a Prince and his servant is often frowned upon, especially when said prince is already engaged and the love of his life refuses to acknowledge him as more than a pest. No matter what he has to offer, jewels, money, and fine clothes...
