Servienne (LGBT)

23-Gala

A/N: read the last chapter for in-depth info on the kingdoms fashions, government, and likeness!!

the next chapter will be casual, getting to know the noblesse environment and learning some more about world development stuff... and a cute moment. Then plot! So, enjoy!

also the mansion above is basically perfect for the mansion I have pictured but add a fountain and garden area in the center of the circular driveway out front.

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    He awoke with a start.

  After he had fallen asleep again yesterday morning, he had been awoken mere hours later by the knocking of a servant. He had shaken Aaron awake to tell them to come back later, but he knew that that was his cue to leave regardless.

  It was another day of training with Mackovic, and it was sword-fighting, hand-to-hand combat, and basic defense. Aaron had come to watch at one point before he seemed to have gotten pulled away by a man his age with well-kept blond hair and bright blue eyes. They smiled and laughed as they walked off talking, clearly knowing each other well, and Noll could only feel a jealous knot in his chest for a moment before Mackovic had knocked him to his ass. Needless to say, he never got that payback on Mackovic for all of the days of intensive training like he had hoped to.

  Today, however, was the weekend morning that he would be getting ready for the evening's gala with Aaron. He was in no means ready to act as the valet to royalty, but that mattered not, because Aaron was making him do it anyway.

  Two servants actually came in to help him get dressed, which was extremely uncomfortable honestly, slipping on a jet black, sleeveless, justacorps vest--which was essentially a justacorps that ended at the hip without sleeves--just like Aaron wore in red and gold most days. It would have just been considered a waistcoat, but the material was a little more solid. Underneath, he wore a black dress shirt and for trousers, he wore tight, black, and fitted ones to his ankle, made with a denim material that allowed them to be a little more comfortable than other materials; knee-high leather boots accompanied. His hair was brushed back and done up with products he knew he could not afford one ounce of, slicking it back but not in a greasy way, the waves in his hair more obvious now. The black on black from his clothes and hair made the green in his eyes pop almost ominously, and seeing himself in the mirror, it almost felt unreal. He look regal. He never thought that in all his life he would ever look regal.

  After that, Noll was summoned by Aaron, but he felt anxiety bubbling in his gut now. He knew he wasn't ready for this, but it mattered not, because it was happening now. Knocking on Aaron's door, he waited for an invitation inside once he had announced himself, and as soon as he closed the door, he felt Aaron's eyes on him. Finding the prince sitting at his desk, the man leaped from his seat when he saw Noll, eyes moving over his body. "You look... really good," Aaron said finally. Noll grinned, looking down at his outfit. "Yeah, well, I would have preferred a waistcoat to wear a tie, but I know ties are a Synfilian thing," Noll said as Aaron walked closer, placing a hand over Noll's heart. "You'd certainly stick out like a sore thumb. But I think you'd look attractive either way," Aaron admitted, sucking in a breath in surprise as Noll grabbed his hips and hummed. "You could say the same for yourself, Aaron, but I know you're sticking out on purpose." He kissed Aaron neck, smiling as the prince flinched, but pouting as he was pushed away lightly. "Noll, I'm still trying to get rid of the lovebites you left before, so don't go too far, I don't want anyone to see," Aaron said a little breathlessly. Noll sighed, nodding and kissing his jaw and refraining from anything further.