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Sebastian turned to see Jylan, wearing a suit, behind him. The suit was a dark satin black, which was usually something Sebastian would wear instead of the butler. His green eyes were big and bright, and Sebastian whacked a hand over his face to hide his blush. Better not to let the butler know what was happening. 

"I- Nothing, Butler, I'm not doing anything. And I suppose I'm not a prince anymore." Sebastian sighed, and Jylan suddenly looked interested. "Why, My Prince? Have I perhaps stolen your title along with your heart?" He asked, a smile on his face, which was two inches from Sebastian's. Sebastian, meanwhile, still had a hand covering his face. 

"M-maybe you did butler." He blurted. Jylan raised both eyebrows, and Sebastian suddenly realized what he had just said. 

"Wait! No, I mean, I'll explain why." Sebastian corrected, and Jylan teasingly reached out a finger to tap his forehead. "I've already gotten your answer, my prince, what is there to explain?"

"THAT'S NOT THE ANSWER!!!!" Sebastian yelled, tempted to bite Jylan's finger but stopping himself at the last minute. Jylan yanked his finger away, took a step back, and then laughed and said, "Oh, alright, I'll listen." 

Sebastian raised an eyebrow.

"Will you, butler? with no interruptions?"

"Of course!" The butler replied, winking. "Don't you trust me?"

Sebastian sighed. "Not at all …"