Before starting, Claire cut off the piece of her dress that may possibly hinder her, using only her bare hands. Knowing that the cloth is not thick.

Noctis gulped as the half of the princess' white flawless legs showed off.

Then she picked her saber and attacked Noctis.

'Whoa that was close. She's fast', he thought. 'But I will not let her defeat me'

Noctis defended himself, immediately, from the aiming saber, by crossing his foil from her saber. He smirked but the princess didn't give up, she tried striking him again. But Noctis didn't let his defense guard down.

"You're good huh?" Noctis said, still smirking.

"Of course, I'm not just a princess; my father enrolled me in a fencing school and martial arts. And actually I'm a Sabreuse."

"That's very impressive princess", he smiled attractively to dazzle the princess. Claire blinked at his smile but recovered quickly.

She attacks him again but Noctis thinks fast. He quickly dodges and hooked, using the point of his foil, the handle of Claire's saber that makes it slip from her hand.

No! She thought as her saber fell to the ground, making a clattering sound.

"How about that princess, it seems that I won", he said arrogantly. Placing back his foil at the right place. He crossed his arm.

The princess felt irritated. So without him noticing, she slowly went near the swords rack. And she picked a rapier.

But unfortunately, Noctis had seen her, that's why the princess, before making any move, was already pinned on the wall and the rapier slipped off her hands. And without any second thoughts she felt the butler's lips on hers.

It happened so fast, Noctis suddenly felt a slap on his face. Just then he realized what he did.

"How dare you!," the princess said then ran out of the room.

"Princess, I'm sorry-", but it was too late. The princess already left the room.

He slapped his forehead.

Ugh… what have you done Noct.

While in the princess' room…

"How dare he?" she said while wiping her lips. She's really angry at what her 'said' butler did.

'Why? Why did he-' she didn't know why she can't continueher sentence.

Is it because she liked the kiss?

Ugh! No, no that's not it…

Then she thought again, and ended making herself believe that she can't finish her sentence because, it was her first time to be kissed! And that she also liked the feeling of it.

"SHUT UP!" she shouted.

She winced. What's happening to me? I'm talking to myself. Claire it's just a kiss.

Her thoughts were interrupted when someone knocked on the door. She winced more.

When she's already holding the knob. She felt nervous, because maybe it was her butler. She hesitated opening the door. The knock continued.

Then she silently turned the knob, making sure that she will not make a 'knob- twitching' sound. After she unlocked the door, she silently went to her bed and composed herself.

"Princess!" then a girl with an orange pigtailed hair appeared.

"Vanille! What are you doing here?" Claire felt a relief that it's not Noctis. But suddenly she felt irritated that, that guy didn't even think of apologizing to her.

"Oh my gosh princess, you're alive!"

"Of course I'm alive. Why, did anything happened?"

"Yes… you're not opening the door or even answering", she said in a huffed tone.

"Oh, I'm sorry Vanille I was just-" making sure that it is not Noctis. She wanted to tell instead. "I was reading a book that's why I didn't heard you knocked. I'm sorry" she said in her most sweet tone.

Then Vanille got consoled easily.

"Okay you're forgiven."

She smiled.

"Uhm… Claire, I heard that you had a new butler?"

When Claire heard it, she's sure that if she's drinking water or any liquid, she will already choke.

"Yes" she simply answered and the memory retreated to her mind. She shook her head again.

Vanille noticed her. "Princess, is something wrong?"

"Nothing… wait why are you keep calling me princess, didn't I told you to just call me by my name?"

Vanille giggled. "It's because you already have a butler"

Claire groaned at her response.

"I don't really need a butler. Dad just insisted it."

"Then you must be thankful; your father is concerned about you"

"I can take care of myself, Vanille. And, didn't he trust me?"

Her friend just sighed, and patted her back.