I am really sorry that I didn't upload in months but here is chapter 3.

X

Laney just finished washing the prince's clothes. It was a difficult task for her to do, but she somehow did it. She put them carefully in a basket and carried it all the way on the other end of the castle to the prince's room to fold and put them up. Every time she washed his clothes he was always out of his room which was perfect. She finally made it to the room. She knocked on it just in case. Once. Twice. Nobody answered so she thought that the room was empty. But as her delicate small hands opened the door she say the prince in his bed.

He turned around. She was in a bit of a shock but placed the basket down and bowed her head. "Sorry Your Majesty." She said politely. "No need for apologize. I thought you were my mom or something which is why I didn't say anything." He responds. She keeps her head down. "You can come in here to do whatever you were to do." She does a quick nod, picks up the heavy basket and heads into the room.

As she folds the clothes the prince stares at her. His sky blue eyes go from her red hair to her long dingy dress. He stares in amazement. He doesn't really see many servants stand up straight because when a royal family walks past they must bow down. It was kind of relaxing to watch her work. To him she was very attractive. Shiny red hair that was just above her shoulders. She was petite and short. He guessed she was a couple months younger than him since she had youthful skin.

He was so caught into his daydreams that he could have sworn that he heard somebody humming. It was soothing making him completely forget the fact that he was mad at his parents. Soon he relived the wonderful humming was coming from the servant girl. He decided to start a conversation. "What's your name?" He asks out of the blue. She quickly turns her head to face him and then turns her body. Her head hangs low. "I had asked what your name is. It would be polite if you respond." "Sorry. Servants are not allowed to talk to royalty, but my name is Laney." "Laney. That is a bit of a strange name." "Umm. It is a bit of a turn on my great grandmother's name. Penny Lane which made my name Laney Penn. I am sorry. I shouldn't keep my mouth running." "Don't apologize. But your voice so far is really relaxing. And… I don't know but I really like how you talk."

Laney knew about the prince and his frisky reputation. He was trying to get her. "If you don't mind, I'd like to get to know you better. You could meet me here around sunset. We could talk." He offers. "I don't know. I have so much to do today. I think I'll be too tired to talk."
"Well maybe you could not work for the day and come with me." "I couldn't do that. What would I say?" "Look Laney. I'm the Prince if I told someone something they do it." "Okay then." "So do you want to I don't know go outside and eat?" Laney timidly nods. While they prepared for a somewhat of a picnic Laney was nervous. What would the prince do to her? Why did he choose her with all the girls in the castle? Why her? She didn't know him and he didn't know her.

Laney placed the blanket down and the picnic basket down. Corey, the Prince sat down. She stood on the edge of the blanket. "Come on Lanes. I won't bite. Unless you want me to." She sits down. Away from him.

"You can eat if you like." Corey offers while grabbing a sandwich. Laney picks out an orange. Slowly peeling it. "Sir if I may ask why you did bring me with you." "Well. I just found out that I am going to have to get married to some stranger. I would like someone to help me make that decision. Since you are a servant you have brains as much as you have beauty." He compliments. "Well I must be dumb then. I have no beauty." "Look I know I don't have the most innocent reputation. But I do know natural beauty when I see it. A thing I like about servants. All natural beauty." Laney blushes. "You are straight forward Sir." "I know that. But I need to ask you something." Laney looks at him. "What is it that you ask?" "Well it has to be a secret. You could be acting like a nurse maid when other people are around and when I am going to have to choose the chic I am suppost to marry you could give me some input."

Laney places the half eaten citrus onto a napkin. "Why did you choose me?" "Well because at times I can be caring and trusting person at times. Do you accept the offer?" "It's not really what you would call an offer but yes Sir. I accept." Corey smiles staring into her forest green eyes whiles she started to feel a blush rising on her pale skin.

The two were unaware that they were being watched by non-other than…