Kie

Same.

~Malisa and Kie~

"Of all the days, why today?"

Malisa complained, her arms tucked into each other over her fanny. Kie was leaning back on a royal table which was placed in the middle of the princess' chamber. He kept a straight face when he said,

"Am I a stain to the royal house? Oops. I forgot, I'm an Ostler who shouldn't be present when other kings are."

Malisa shook her head softly, her face wielding an emotional gaze. She swept a sheet of courage and took two steps towards him, standing quite not far from him.

She argued, yet delicately,

"Of course not. That's not what I mean."

She puffed and strayed to an end of the room by the East where there was a big drawer with mirror and traditional makeup kits lined on its deck.

She turned to him, her backside pressed against the edge of the deck.

"I know my father too well. He loves taking an advantage of situations. Especially such situations as this. And you k

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