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“Another day leads, as always, to another night, or should I say knight?” Princess Talle grinned at the man who stood under her window, adjusting his leather gloves nervously. “I’m dressed, you can come in,” she called down to the man who looked up at her, his eyes bright with a smile hidden by the tall collar of his shirt.
“Milady, did anyone bother you while you, umm,” the knight blushed at the words paused on his tongue.
“Oh Dunsy, you don’t have to be so modest, you know.” Princess Talle grinned at him seductively. Dunsy swallowed hard, clearing his throat while his face colored. “No, everything is fine as it always is, day in and day out. It’s so boring,” she sighed, sitting down at her vanity and taking off her pearl earrings. “So what’s on the agenda for tomorrow; more sitting around and looking important while not actually doing anything?”
Dunsy chuckled, “No, milady, actually there is something to do tomorrow, and it’s a task for you.”
“Really?” Princess Talle raised an eyebrow.
“Yes, apparently another suitor has arrived,” Dunsy coughed lightly at this in disapproval.
“Another one? Oh when will father learn that I’m not interested in war heroes or dragon slayers or Princes of no-man’s land. I’m more of a knight kind of girl.” She winked at Dunsy, causing him to blush considerably. She laughed.
“I’m afraid what we have is forbidden because of your social status, though,” he sighed, removing his gloves and shoving them into a pocket of his dark green vest.
“I thought in fairy tales the handsome knight usually came to rescue the princess and win her heart or something along those lines.” She picked up a brush of silver and encrusted with sapphires that matched the color of her eyes. Gently she ran the brush through her long, flowing, blonde hair. She looked the princess in every way…except when one examined her attitude and love life. It was common knowledge that the princess and her knight bodyguard were romantically involved in the kingdom of Seneria. It was also common knowledge that the king did not know and that the people were to keep their mouths closed or face the consequences.
Princess Talle stood from the vanity and crossed the room, slipping between her red silk sheets and blanket. “It’s so cold tonight. I think I need someone to keep me warm.” As she said this, she loosened the top buttons on her blue gown, spreading it over her shoulders so that a considerable amount of cleavage winked out at Dunsy.
“Milady, this isn’t decent,” he smirked, playing the role of the bashful knight. He tossed his green vest to the floor; his gloves falling out of the pocket. He walked lightly to her bed, sitting down beside her.
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