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Alec was frozen with shock, the first he'd held completely still since they'd arrived. Was this some sort of joke Magnus was playing on him, had he caught Alec staring and wanted to make him feel embarrased? It was impossible for the Prince to actually want him, right? Alec though maybe he'd lost it and imagined the entire thing, it was quite crazy after all. For some sort of conformation on what was happening, he turned his head towards his sister, who was slack jawed and staing at the prince. Well maybe he hadn't imagined it, perhapse the prince already had a suitor in waiting and wanted no temptation from his personal servant. That was the only logical theory that Alec could think of anyways.

After a moment Magnus grew impatient "Isabelle," he strode over towards the girl, giving her a once over " I said, leave us." his voice grew venomus and his eyes slited dangeruosly. With that Isabelleturned on her heel and rushed from the room, causing Mangus to smirk and turn towards Alec, "Well then. Now that that's been taken care of," he turned and started walking towards the dorr which he must have originally appeared from "Follow me."

"Y-yes my prince." he said, already easily falling into the lower roll than he had his entire life. He hustled after the Prince following him down a long corridor. Their footsteps echoed through the empty hallway, and Alec let his eyes wander as wondered where Magnus was taking them, though he knew he couldn't ask. Suddenly Magnus halted his movements in front of two doors that sat very close to one another.

"These are our chambers, yours is through this door on the right, mine is through the left door. Inside there is a door on the connecting wall of the rooms, You may enter through only if I've called you to me, or given you permission to come in. Though you are merely my servant you shall be dressed well and fed well, I would not be seen with an unhealthy poorly dressed pet. This leads me to my next subject, what I shall be calling you, first is there a shortened version of Alexander that your family has called you?"

"My family has always adressed my as Alec, my Prince." Alec said quietly, somewhat relived he would not be treated worse than dirt, even if it was the Prince's vanity that made it so. However it was a bit disturbing that Magnus had called him his "pet."

"Very well, I will adress you as such, along with Alexander, or pet whenever I see fit. And you shall adress me by name unless we are at an event or in public with many people around us, in which case you shall adres me as your prince. Is every understood then?"

"Yes my-, um Magnus." Alec said looking up at the Prince he loomed over him, impossibly tall, incredibly beautiful, and completely unattainable. He sighed internally at that thought.

Magnus smiled after Alec spoke "Good, now rest, I'm sure you've had an extreamly long day." he said and motioned his arm towards Alec's door "Tomorrow we will be getting you fitted for a new wardrobe that will go along with my own, so everyone will know who you belong to." he gave Alec a long look, mostly it seemed, at the former prince's crrent attire.

Alec wasn't a fashionable one, not to say he wasn't well dressed, but it was always simple outfits that he chose, much to the dismay of his parents "You'll never find a suitor with clothing like that, everyone will think us poor." they'd said to him once, but he still hadn't relented to a new wardrobe. Now that would change, starting tomorrow. He turned towards his door and turned the knob letting the room open in front of him. It wasn't a terrible living space by any means. It was fairly sized, and simply decorted. There was a bookshelf in the far corner, already holding a few volumes, a wardrobe, and a medium sized bed with a window above it. It wasn't much but it was miles better than what he had expected. He mad his way toward the wardobe, fidning there was already sleeping clothes indside of it. he changed into them and climbed into his new bed. 'Maybe this won't be so bad as everyone maes it out to be' he thought before getting comortable and drifting of into a night of dreamless sleep.