9. A Royal Breakfast

Leonard Luther stirred in his bed.

The previous day had been tedious but he thought it worth it as he was able to set eyes on his betrothed. Her beauty kept him in awe. She was like nothing like the women he had bedded in the past. He wondered what it would feel like to have her beneath him. On his bed and in his arms.

His eyes flew open and he sat up. A new plaything laid beside him. She hadn't satisfied him as much as he had imagined she would. She was one of the new maids that were assigned to his wing of the palace.

He took in her details, her back turned to him. Her ivory smooth skin was translucent. Blond mane sprawled across his pillow. She was pretty. Just not as pretty as that one woman on his mind.

"My Prince, you're awake," The maiden said as she rubbed her eyes groggily.

She flipped her seductively, in a way that it exposed her creamy mounds. She had long lashes and she never missed a chance to flutter around. Her green eyes stared at the Prince's icy blue eyes hoping