The Non British Princess

Part 30

A cheer went around the room and I was faced with excited smiles and grateful thanks as I passed around the cupcake tray.

The day room was full of chatter again, a more comforting environment than it had been the past few hours.

While some girls happily took cupcakes, others were interested in Charlotte's cookies, which seemed to be a big hit.

Even Queen Kate and Meghan both came in to try some of our treats.

"These are delicious girls." Queen Kate gave us a pleased look, smiling at her daughters excitement.

I flicked my eyes to the door as Prince Thomas poked his head through before coming in to the room.

He spotted me in the room and a smile spreads across his face. He quickly comes towards me, his large strides making it to me in merely a few steps.

"Hey Bells." He greeted me, quietly so not to attract others attention and I smiled up at him.

I extended my tray of cupcakes towards him, "Want one? Not as good as the delicious palace food, since it's such high quality, but they are freshly baked."

The prince was dressed up formally today, clearly been doing official work, and I couldn't deny he looked particularly good in his suit.

He grinned and took a frosty blue cupcake from the plate, biting into it eagerly and getting frosting all across the top of his lips.

"Wow, Bells, this is delicious." He says nodding, "I'll remind myself to ask you if I ever need baked goods." 

He wipes a hand over his mouth to catch the icing, his tongue darting out to lick it off his top lip. I really shouldn't find it as enticing as I do.

Then he leans in close to whisper something, so close I could smell his cologne, "And if I'm being honest my sister isn't the best at cooking."

I chuckled and he smirked as he finished off his cupcake.
I glanced to see Charlotte chatting away to her mother while handing out her cookies. 

But the queen wasn't watching her daughter, she was looking over in my direction, watching my interaction with her son.

When I noticed her gaze upon me I ducked my head down, feeling shy.
I set down the tray with only 3 remaining cupcakes onto the table beside me, careful not to let them topple over.

At this point in the selection, I wasn't worried about going home. I knew the prince and I had a good relationship forming. I didn't want to worry about everyone else.

And since he didn't send me home on the spot after this morning says something in itself, and for that I was extremely grateful.

I picked up a cupcake for myself and took a small bite. The frosting did really make the vanilla flavour shine.
I had to admit it was tasty.

"Hey, how about I offer you a job for the winter festival?" Prince Thomas said and I looked up with a mouth full of cupcake.

I nearly spat out my food at the suggestion. Another job at the winter festival? Did he not know the Queen wanted me to play violin? Perhaps she didn't tell him.

I quickly finished chewing, "And what's this job?"

Thomas smiled at me, "You could make some festive treats. Cupcakes or cookies or whatever you want. Because these are delicious." The prince said..

I smiled but raised an eyebrow at him, "That's over a week away, what if you want me out before then?" I say.

Thomas smirked, "Well, maybe I'll keep you until then at least, but no promises after that." He said teasingly, knocking my shoulder slightly to make me smile.