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1x1 with Beauty and Bittersweet symphony

"Are you ready to pick your dress?" Cynerik asks Olivia when she opens the door, smiling widely. She gives him a hug, clinging to him, obviously smiling.
 
"When will that take place?" Olivia asks Cynerik excitedly, earning a small chuckle from him.


"Whenever you'd like. We can have the seamstress here within an hour if you desire," The Prince tells his fiancee, brushing her hair behind her shoulder. He felt almost cruel for letting Ariana watch this, but it'd seem odd if he all of a sudden became shy to her presence.
 
Ariana just looked away from them, down at her hands as she played with her hair quietly. She was still jealous of the two but she couldn't do anything about it.
 
"Can we do it today? Within the hour?" Olivia asks, extremely hopeful and adorably excited.


"Of course, love," Cynerik kisses her cheek, still smiling. He had to admit, she was too cute at times. Maybe juggling Ariana and Olivia wouldn't work for him, after all.
 
Ariana just ignored them, not wanting to really listen to this, not that it was obvious she was ignoring them however. She pushed her own hair behind her ear and glanced at the two. Cynerik said he didn't love Olivia, but it didn't look that way to her.
 
Olivia wraps her arms around Cynerik's neck, pulling herself in to kiss him. He wraps his arms around her waist, allowing her to kiss him before pulling back. He leans down and whispers in her ear, saying something to cause a blush to arise on the Princesses cheeks. Olivia swallows, closing her eyes as Cynerik nips her neck then pulls away. Could he just lust after Olivia and actually love Ariana?
 
Ariana turned her attention away once again from the two, wishing that was her and not the Princess he was displaying affection to. She didn't let herself react to it however, she's had to remember she was a servant, and not someone of a good enough title for the Prince.
 
Cynerik releases the Princess from their hug. "I'll be back with a seamstress," He promises, kissing her hand. They exchange one last smile before he disappears again. Olivia places a hand over her fast beating heart, a smile still on her face. She is convinced he likes her more than she had first thought.
 
Ariana watched quietly as he left and ran a hand through her hair quietly with a soft, but quiet sigh. She folded her legs to the side as she sat against the wall, relaxing slightly.
 
"Did you see that?" Olivia asks softly, still holding her heart. A smile twists her features up into something extremely beautiful, showing just how radiant she is. The Princess turns to her servant. "He..." She laughs, closing her eyes. What she didn't see was the only image in his head at the time was her sprawled out on her bed. The Prince wasn't as perfect as everyone thought.
 
Ariana nodded softly. "Yes I did Your Majesty. Like I said, I'm sure he'll love you in time."She said softly as she looked at her, giving her a small, fake, but convincing smile as she stood up."You'll look beautiful in your dress, Your Majesty. "
 
"Would you pick some flowers for me from the garden?" Olivia asks Ariana, still smiling widely. There was absolutely nothing that could bring the younger girl down right now. Even if Ariana told her no.
 
"Of course, Your Majesty. I will be back."She said softly as she stood and turned to leave, heading outside to the gardens to get flowers for the Princess. She wasn't sure what she wanted them for but she would of course oblige the Princess as she walked into the gardens.
 
Cynerik stands in a nook in the building out in the garden. After he requested the seamstress to come, he felt disgusted with himself. He let Ariana see him show Olivia that kind of care. From where he was by the sunflowers. he was almost one hundred percent sure he wouldn't be bothered. That was an old, crumbling servants entrance that hasn't been used in at least thirty years. This part of the castle was old and slightly uncared for at this point in it's life.
 
Ariana sighed softly and began to hum as she picked the flowers for the Princess. Soon, her humming turned into quiet singing as she sung her favorite song that her mother had taught her. Did Cynerik truly love her? Or was she just a servant to be used?
 
Upon seeing Ariana, Cynerik smiles softly. He wakes waits until she gets closer, admiring her beautiful voice. Almost becoming lost in it, he only pulls himself out of her song when he notices how close she is. When the servant is close enough, the Prince grabs her and drags her into the corner.
 
Ariana hadn't even been paying attention to that building as she continued to pick flowers for the Princess. When she was grabbed, Ariana let out a loud exclamation of surprise as she was suddenly grabbed. She struggled slightly until she saw who it was. He had nearly given her a heart attack!
 
"Shh, Ariana," Cynerik soothes her, backing her into a corner. "You're okay." He tells her, slowly moving closer so their chests almost touch. "It's only me."
 
Ariana was breathing rather heavy still from the scare."You scared me Your Majesty. I almost had a heart attack."She said quickly, trying to calm herself down, not even realizing yet that she had been backed into a corner.
 
Cynerik leans in, pressing their chests together. "I don't want you to think I want her more than you." He tells her lowly, a serious look on his face.
 
Ariana sucked in a breath as his chest pressed against her."I didn't think you did Your Majesty. I understand you have a reputation to uphold."She said slowly. She didn't really believe what she was saying but she said nothing of it."Please don't scare me like that again Your Majesty."
 
"We're alone," He breathes, stroking her cheek. "My apologies, Ariana. I'll try to not scare you again." Cynerik moves some of her hair behind her shoulder, sliding his hand to her neck. He honestly wanted to fall in love with her.
 
Ariana nodded softly as she looked up at him."Right, sorry Cynerik."She said softly as she looked up at him, shuddering slightly as his hand slid to her neck."What are you doing in here?"She asked softly as she looked up at him.
 

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