Another filler, sorry it's so short.
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"Shouldn't you be tending to your bride-to-be instead though? She should be of first priority to you, my Prince!" Margaret pressed.
"I am tending to my future wife." he said, patting Katalina's head as she looked at the both of them sleepily.
"My Prince, Odessa is your future wife!" she said.
Odessa had begun complaining about the Prince to anyone who would listen. Whenever you were in the halls, you could hear her whiney voice a mile away. Margaret, tired of listening to her, had been arguing with the Prince for half an hour now about his duties to his fiancé.
"I refuse to marry her." he shrugged.
"You will in due time, my Prince, should you just learn to love her."
"I refuse. I'd much rather marry Katalina."
Katalina looked up at the Prince and he smiled down at her. She looked over to Margaret, whom looked to her in disgust before leaving the room again. The Prince kissed the top of Katalina's head and sighed.
"I hate this." he said.
She shot him a questioning look.
"I hate having to sit here watching everything go on around me."
"Then walk." she said, yawning.
"It pains me to do so."
"You got up to find me last night." she said.
He sighed.
"That is true. I'll just have to make do."
Katalina grimaced. A feeling of nausea overwhelmed her. She exhaled deeply and closed her eyes for until the feeling went away.
"You alright?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I've been like this since you left. You keep taking me away from my cleaning and my body doesn't know if it wants to be ok with the smells. Insolent Prince, this is all your fault." she snapped.
He threw up his hands in surrender.
"My sincerest apologies." he said.
She nodded and climbed to her feet again.
"So, will you walk again today?" she asked.
"I will. At night." he said.
"Why night?" she asked.
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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...
