Musings

(From the POV of Aramis)

The moment the door closed in front of my face; I was filled with worry. Did milady not remember that she was not supposed to be alone with any man before marriage? I bit my thumbnail as I stared at the wooden barrier that separated me from my lady Priscilla.

“Aramis,” I heard the prince whisper behind me, and I wanted to curse. Why was I burdened with his affections? I knew not, but the man just wouldn’t get a hint. And worse, the one I was interested in didn’t even look my way! He only has eyes for Priscilla. I mean, why wouldn’t he? My lady was beautiful beyond comparison.