The Bath

"Oh! Rosemary! It's been a while!" The Crown Prince jovially greeted the blonde. "Have you been well since your debut to the high society?"

"Y-yes your highness... it's my greatest pleasure to know that our empire's crown prince noticed this humble subject. Thank you, my lord." The flustered Rosemary bashfully curtsied as she shyly looked up to meet his gaze.

Alexander did formally met her once at the coming of age ceremony held at the King's City, where nobles would gather every year to welcome the debutantes. Although in truth, he actually doesn't know her at all since he never paid any attention to other people swarming around him whenever he's in public. It was just that before coming to Timbreford, Konoki already gave him sufficient information about the Milton family, including Rosemary's coming of age about two years ago. However, the young girl who's only 18, doesn't know about this fact and thought that she truly caught the eye of the next king.

Of course, the same goes for her father, Allen. His eyes greedily sparkled at the sight and so he aggressively praised his daughter to fan the non-existing flames.

"My daughter has always been thinking about his highness ever since the news of you coming in here was heard."

"F-father!" Rosemary shyly pulled on the fief lords sleeves, her cheeks showing a light tint of red.

"In fact, she's the one who decorated the prince's residence and she made sure that his highness will be able to rest comfortably." As if he didn't hear his daughter's protest, he kept on babbling things until they finally parted ways.

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"Haaah... at last! A bed!" With a blissful sigh, Cedar swiftly jumped to his designated bed.

"Ack!" He yelped in pain because it's not the fluffy bed he's expecting. Instead, it was only made of hardwood, covered with a thin layer of bedsheet and a single pillow.

It was because of Alexander's extravagant room next door that Cedar anticipated his to be at least more comfortable. Obviously, the disparity of treatment was large between a royal and a nobody like him.

"What the hell? My camp's cot is better than this." He muttered under his breath. "What kind of discrimination is this?"

Although unsatisfied, Cedar could only accept the reality of it. After all, he's got no choice. After a few minutes of laying down, he sat up and began to undress and change to a white robe.

If there's one redeeming factor about his situation, it would be the fact that he's allowed to use the hot bath at the opposite of his room by himself.

"Hmmm... I knew it. Hot spring is the best!" Cedar happily soaked himself in the warm water right after washing.

It was a bath-tub-like stone pool that could fit about two or three persons so Cedar had no trouble stretching his limbs inside.

Although Gale had troubles taking a bath with Cedar's body, she's somewhat used to it by now so she could casually take a bath even though 'his' thing is hanging down there. However, there were times when she gets flustered, especially during the time when Cedar's genitals decide to go sparta.

Like what it is doing right now. For some reason, she would remember Alexander's caress and wet kisses at the most random time and this thing will undoubtedly stand up.

"Stop! Get down! Stupid! Erase, erase!" As if his member and thoughts will listen, Cedar commanded and flailed seemingly trying to wipe his dirty mind.

"Pfft!"

Out of the blue, when Cedar thought that he's alone, someone laughed from behind him. Startled, he quickly spun his head to look towards its direction.

Then he met Alexander's glorious figure, wearing nothing but a towel covering his lower half.

Cedar dryly swallowed, gawking at those eight-pack abs and wondrous deep-as-the-abyss V-line which reminded her of the Prince's high tower that she saw standing up before.

"Like what you see?"

"Y-No!" Cedar flinched at Alexander's question and almost blurted his honest feelings.

Cedar felt his face burning hotter than the hot spring water so he just avoided Alexander and turned his back to the prince.

"Y-your highness, didn't you say that I am allowed to use this bath alone?" Cedar pointed out in case Alexander had forgotten.

"Well, yeah. But I never said that I can't join though." The prince shamelessly answered as he sat on the other side of the large bath, facing Cedar.

"What? Why would your highness even join?"

Looking at Cedar's panic-stricken face, he answered, "Because I want to?"

"Are you fuckin' with me right now?" Unable to properly comprehend this lecher prince's crazy mind, 'Gale's' dirty mouth suddenly made itself known.

A short silence ensued as both Alexander and Cedar are both shocked at what he had said.

"No, I-I'm sorry! I apologize my Lord! It wasn't my intention to insult you! I... I am so sorry!" Knowing that cursing a royalty is a sure way to be accused of lèse majesté, Cedar freaked out and abruptly stood up intending to do a 90-degree bow.

But due to the slippery floor of the bath that was filled with water, Cedar tripped over. Thankfully, he got quick reflexes and he managed to hold on to the sides of the pool, propping himself up and avoiding the fall.

The only problem is that beneath him was Alexander's body who's looking up at him with a carefree look. Their faces were only inches apart and the steam makes the atmosphere a little bit erotic, aside from the fact that both of them are wet and naked.

"You asked if I'm fucking with you?" Suddenly, Alexander's deep, sensual voice filled his ears. "Well, I'm about to."

With such a declaration, he grabbed Cedar's nape and claimed his lips.