“Just wait for a second.”
I nodded, totally understanding.
“There you go,” he said when he finally served the plates of the fried dishes he had cooked.
There were fried eggs, hotdogs, ham, and fried chicken. They all smelled good, and I couldn't wait to have a mouthful of them.
“What do you want to drink, Your Highness? Do you want me to make you coffee or do you prefer drinking milk in the morning?”
“Just a glass of milk, please. Thank you.”
“Got that, my princess. At your service, madam.”
And he did the deed. He made a glass of hot milk and served it to me.
I couldn't stop myself from smiling from ear to ear. Was he even for real? Was it happening right before me? A very handsome and sexy prince in his trunks and topless body with only an apron on was serving me like a monarch! D
