Was at my best friend's house today. Love her! Xox

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As we stood there in the corridor glaring at each other, a pretty little brown head walks up the stairs. She's about my age but has an apron, stockings and not very fancy shoes on. I look up to her face and it's beautiful. Her hair is slung back over one shoulder in a plait and goes to about mid-back.

I instantly smile as she smiles back at me and then looks at the Prince with no expression.

'Sir, supper is ready and everyone is seated at the table.'

'Good, thank you Taillte', says the Prince.

She looks back and me, nods for some reason and walks quietly back down the stairs.

The Prince, with no word at all stalks past me and down the grand staircase muttering something under his breath.

'It's rude to whisper' I say behind him as I follow him since I don't know where the dining room is. He snorts in response. I sigh. This is going to be a long month.

Turns out, the dining room is located beside the kitchen as we walk into it. Everyone's eyes turn to us and I cringe. I hate people staring at me, as I take my seat. The food is brought out almost immediately and I feel a bit conscious that I may have been the one holding everyone up.

A big tray of pancakes in situated in the middle of the table such as various things to put on them are located all the around the table. Sugar, butter, fresh cream, orange juice, lemon juice, strawberries and any other delicious fruits that is nice on pancakes.

I take one, and place it on my plate. I pour sugar and place strawberries on it. Everyone else does the same with other things and I suddenly feel better already. I've been enjoying myself for a while, while everyone is silent but Clarissa ruins it.

'So you two made up then?' She almost spits outs her words at me and turns round to the Prince and the table and gives him one of her classic smiles.

I don't want to answer as I'm too busy eating but Jace doesn't mind saying anything.
'Yes, we are very much friends now'

I can hear his sarcasm dripping from his voice and I smirk a little. Clarissa says nothing after that and I can feel her jealousy because the Prince, from what I've heard, has only spoken a few times with her.

It's all silent after that and everyone finishes at around the same time. Taillte comes back in to ask for tea and I deny but ask if I can help wash up. Everyone laughs at this but Taillte smiles at my offer and politely says no thank you.

Everyone must feel tired and goes back to their rooms without tea except me, which I stay and talk to Taillte for a while.

'He's arrogant isn't she?' She states.

I'm not sure if it's about the King or Prince so I ask questionably 'Who, the Prince?'

'Of course!' she laughs.

'Who'd you think?'

I smile at myself and think how silly I am.

I sit at the table while she busies herself around me clearing the plates and wandering back into the kitchen.

'But Clarissa isn't right for him'

I didn't even realise she had come back and I'm now puzzled.

'What? Of course she is. They're perfect for each other. Both mean, whiney, spoilt…'

I'm interrupted by a loud rupture of laughter coming from the brown head facing me opposite at the table. She leans her elbows on the table and looks at me seriously now.

'The Prince isn't really like that though' she states.

I must have looked confused because she continues on.

'He just wants people to think he is. I've been working in this house for about five years now and I know what he's like. I came here because my parents needed money and I send them some now and again, but anyway. He really is a nice gentleman. He doesn't want the crown you see. Once he gets a lady he likes, his father will make him marry her and next thing you know, he's King. That's why he hasn't paid any attention to Clarissa.'

She looks around and comes a bit closer and whispers to me, 'He doesn't like her'

I feel confused.

'But he'll have to marry someone eventually, won't he?'

'Yes' she confirms.

'But he'd rather have someone he doesn't like be unhappy, that the person he loves being unhappy. Being a King and Queen is miserable. Just look at the Queen'

I mull this over for a moment. It does seem legible.

'How do you know this? And why are you telling me?'

She thinks about it for a moment.

'I don't know, you seem nice and I guess I needed someone to talk to.'

She shrugs, gets up from her position on her elbows and turns around to leave. I decide at this moment I like Taillte.

'Thank you, it doesn't change my opinion of the Prince because he knows I don't like him, let alone want to marry him but I appreciate you telling me this.'

'But see Hun your feelings for him may change in due time.'

She winks and before I know it, she's gone.

I am so confused I turn back and walk silently to my room. The book was lying on the floor outside my door and I wonder how that happened. I shrugged it off due to tiredness and pick it up.

I walk into my room, put on my nightgown and sit at the window ledge as I'm not tired and start reading. The rain in still tapping against the window, but it's more peaceful now.

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Sorry it's kinda boring and short but at least we know why he's mean. And what does Taillte mean? :)