I couldn't help but blush as I helped Cogsworth up. Out of all over the servants in the castle, I was not ashamed to say he was my favorite. True, I was only 17 at the time and He was 28. So, I had a thing for older men. Don't judge me!

"Mistress, I apologize for any trouble I might've caused", Cogsworth said brushing himself off.

"Cogsworth, how many times must I ask you to just call me Lynette?" I asked.

I giggled at his baffled look. The servants knew I hated formalities. I didn't want to be considered better than everyone else, I just wanted to be friends with everyone. But, Cosgworth seemed different somehow. He always took his duties seriously, considering he was Adam's number one servant. He had the most responsibility out of anyone here in the castle and it made me feel sorry for how miserable he looked at times.

"Oh, yes Mis- um, Lynette", Cogsworth stuttered. "Um, the master needs Mrs. Potts at the moment. So, if you'll please..."

"Oh, yes...um Cogsworth?"

I looked down, fiddling with my fingers trying to figure out how to ask the question that's been on my mind since we bumped into each other that day.

"Um, after you escort Mrs. Potts, would you mind coming to the library and...help me with my studies?"

"Help you?" he asked. "Wouldn't that librarian, Webster be of better help to you?"

"Webster? Well, I guess so."

I looked down and turned away, walking back toward the library. I wanted to spend time with Cogsworth, hopefully get to know him better. I gave a less than cheerful smile as I looked at Webster.

"Princess", he smiled. "Welcome back."

"Thank you, Webster", I said. "Please don't call me princess. Just call me Lynette."

"I apologize."

I sighed as I sat down by the fireplace. As much as I love reading, studying just wasn't as much fun. Then again, being the first born child, I was entitled to all the responsibilities. I was next in line to be queen, but to be honest, it felt like I was going nowhere. I wasn't going to be crowned queen until I turned 21. Why did I need to study all this material so early?

"Lynette?"

Webster came with some books on the history of my family.

"Would you like some help?" he asked.

"No thank you."

I picked up my reading glasses and started to read. My eyes rolled back and forth across the pages, but I wasn't really reading. I just wanted all these lessons to be over with. I had no interest in any of this stuff. I sighed, laying my head on the book, closing my eyes.

"Mistress..."

I gasped and sat up quickly, picking up the book to make it look like I was reading. I looked up to see it was just Cogsworth.

"Oh", I sighed in relief. "Cogsworth, don't scare me like that."

"You weren't studying, were you?" he asked with a smirk.

"No", I sighed looking down. "I don't like reading this stuff. None of it is entertaining to me."

"Do you really need me to help you concentrate?"

"Will you?" I ask with a smile.

Cogsworth chuckled as he sat down with me, reading the book with me. I smiled watching him. This was all I wanted...just to spend time with him.