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He looked at the decorated doors they were white with painted trims of gold. His entire bedroom had been something of the like. Save the traces of material at the walls which shone like a silk. His apartment had heavy wooden furniture, leather furniture, and heavy carpets over the wooden shine of the floors above the Palace stone. A look turned towards Ellie, his fingers lifting up to catch her by the neck. "Never satisfied?" He pulled her closer to him lowering his mouth along her jawline. He saw her yes as an object but the annoying part of it was she was a rare beauty. Her skin now inflamed along her that delicate backside his scent all over her and her softer scent upon him. A dark head bent down as his lips lingered along her ear his words issued lowly. "Don't make me wait forever for this gift Pet. My mood may change and with it the offer."
He pulled away from her and looked solely along her face watching her from the taller angle that he stood. He then turned around and walked through the door. There he was swamped by his council, his servants standing in a perfect line along the wall to tend to the duties of cleaning his bed room. He walked along and noted Ellie's former Mistress and her daughters. "Your Highness" The woman gave a bow. "May I have a word?" He merely walked passed Lady LUdove and her daughters. Shaking his head. "No. But you may bring yourself to the dining hall. I am to have breakfast." He didn't mention anything else as he was escorted down the long halls. "Come Ellie." As if she was not near him?
The parchments handed to him were given one or two looks. He nodded passing them back, others he shook his head. Some he stopped to sign. Work.. WORK a King had only work. It was no wonder he was always stressed out here. When he reached his breakfast he motioned towards the floor... "Ellie come." His meal waiting for her to taste. His drink for her to tease her pallet with. The others in the room had always come, like watching a sport, they watched the royals eat. The princess had not yet come by, but she was surely on the way her place already marked beside him at the long table. Only two chairs presented in the entire table made for little guessing who was to sit.
His advisors still bothering him he muttered waving them off. "Away. I will deal with those later. Leave them in my study."
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