Nikolaos
My squire finds me speaking to Chu'si and bows, "Your Grace, the Princess is waiting for you to join her for dinner."
Lovely. I l adoringly pinch Chu'si's chin and playfully point it in my squire's direction, "Be a good girl and keep my squire busy. I don't wish to be disturbed this evening."
"But your highness," my squire starts.
I shake my head at him, "Stay busy," I urge.
He bows and forces a smile. I quickly make my way to the other side of camp where my tent is. I expect to see her sassy self pouting about the dress. I'm certain she was a bit surprised by it's sheer coverage. But when I open the flap to the entrance, I'm surprised to see her lounging on the chaise with a cup of wine. She tastefully stands, approaching me before a curtsy, all while staring into my eyes with a seduction she's never displayed to me previously.
"Well good evening your grace, such a pleasure for you and I to share dinner tonight," she licks her lips as she brings the wine to her mouth, but her eyes never leave mine. This is definitely new, and very unexpected. I thought that her new hand maidens might assist her in relaxing a bit but this? It's got to be a rouse. Is she trying to seduce me? I remove my cloak and place it onto the back of chaise.
In this moment, she has the advantage. Oh, this is war. I carefully take another step towards her, only inches apart and playfully relieve her of her cup. "What's in this?" I ask curiously, sniffing it.
"It's wine, your Grace, why?" she glances away briefly.
"Because you're not acting like yourself at the moment. I wanted to be sure you weren't drugged," I snicker.
Her nose twitches, but then she smiles. And laughs. By the gods, she's laughing at my joke. A hearty, straight from the gut, contagious, laugh. It's beautiful. I can't help but chuckle at her glee. She's so carefree at the moment, and it's erotic to see her in this way.
"Perhaps it's because you're always a dick. But now that I've had something to drink, the liquid has drowned out the idea that I hate you," the smile and sarcasm mixture is the perfect poison.
"Hate? A dick? That's a bit despotic. Surely I'm not that terrible, princess? Did you enjoy your bath? You look... revived." I'm not going to compliment her as she's throwing disdain my direction. But classic misdirection is always beneficial.
Her smile ceases momentarily before the most mischievous expression I've ever seen in my life emerges, "Wasn't it your command that I enjoy my bath, your Grace?"
I narrow my eyes, "So you did appreciate the bath." My smirk makes her back down, she clears her throat and pivots to sit at the table. I actually really wanted her to answer the question. That foot massage from Tora is notoriously incredible. And Nova did an amazing job at her styling. I'll have a lot of questions about her presence in Colonos now. I roll my eyes, she was supposed to make her blend in a bit more. Not actually look like a Queen.
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