“Please enjoy the snacks. I order only the finest for you.” Aiden says, pointing to the multiple types of desserts serve on a dark green multi-layer cake plate with gold lines.
“I appreciate the thought, Your Highness. Thank you.” But does he expects me to finish all this? I just ate lunch!
“By the way, I never got the chance to tell you. You don’t have to be so formal.”
‘How can I not? Even if he’s the catastrophe I have to stop, he’s still a prince.’
“Just relax. Call me Aiden.” He adds.
“That’s impossible. You’re a prince. I-”
“Well, I’m the one who talked casually first. Or should I order you to talk casually with me?” He cuts me off.
He leans his body to the front, in my direction. “Say my name.” The words sound like a demand.
Seeing how this prince doesn’t know a thing about personal space, I back away a bit, eyes avoiding the front.
“A-Aiden…” I finally stutter his bare name, can no more stand this uncomf
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