King Me

Ch. 2

The palace was breath-taking and beautiful. It wasn't over-done or gaudy, it was graceful and amazing. The entrance of this place was gorgeous. It was a large well-kept garden with a wide variety of, I sure, rare flowers of every color imaginable. It had a lovely water fountain that looked like something from a dream. Standing in front of the gate, you could look down the brass fence and not see the end of it.

"Well….can we go in yet?"

I look at him feeling embarrassed. "I was waiting for you to go in! I was just trying to not freak out!" I know I was pouting a little bit but it was to be expected from me when I feel embarrassed.

He chuckled, "Well, you looked so full of awe looking at only the garden, which I thought I'd stop and stare at this beautiful sight…" I blushed probably an attractive red color as he moved closer. "And yes I was talking about you." This guy is so blunt and I was really not used to it.

"We have quite a bit to talk about later…" I mumbled under my breath and urged him forward. He gave me a smile that probably could have been considered mischievous but right now I wanted to be alone with him. Not that that makes any sense but I just need to talk!

We finally entered the palace and I couldn't count how many butlers there were! I lean over to Soul and quietly said, "And you need me as a personal maid why?"

"…later…" He spoke so quietly that it took me a moment to comprehend what exactly he said. The foyer was amazing just like I imagine the rest of the palace does. The theme I've picked up is grace and elegance and, like all rich people, gold. It wasn't overboard or anything but more like it was sprinkled everywhere in the house. Soul walked to his room without even looking up. One thing for sure I'm going to need for this place is a map.

We get to his room and before he even closes the door, "I'm going to need a freaking GPS for this house!"

"Relax will ya?" he sat down on his bed looking relaxed. "The only other place you need to go the kitchen, which is to the left and straight down the hallway," he moved his hand pointing in the right direction, "my office, which is that door there," he pointed to a door that was next to the bathroom, " and this room. I don't even have to show you the rest of the house but I want to get to know you better…kinda like a date." Again…blunt!

"Why is there only one bed?"

He grinned, "Well…I figured you'd be okay with it. Unless… you wanna sleep in the employee's wing…"

"…Condition…" I wasn't totally comfortable with this guy yet, but he doesn't seem to be like the kind of guy who takes advantage of girls.

"I should write these down…" He said with, what I'm now guessing to be, his signature smirk.

Smart-ass… "No touching. I have to sleep if you wanna be served all day."

"Hmmm… We'll see…" This guy was attractive a while ago, but now he just seems kinda arrogant. He left and came back with some clothes. "Wear these for now. I can get you different things to wear tomorrow or something. Maybe you and I can go on a little shopping trip/date." To him they might have been casual wear, but to me… they were fancy.

"Is this silk?" I am so not used to wealthy people and the amounts of money they can throw around.

"It's not the best but I'm sure you'll like it. It's the softest silk known." I think it's thoughtful that he's thinking about me. On the other hand he had this in his closet for who knows how long, but who probably could have given me something really bad too.

"Thank you."

He smiled looking very pleased by my approval. "You're welcome. Now get dressed so that we can take a look around." He pointed over towards his bathroom so I could change. I smiled and walked to the bathroom to change. I actually looked at the clothes he gave me and was very impressed. He gave me a deep purple baby doll tank top made with silk and had thin gold flowers and a short black layered mini skirt. He either wanted me to look a little slutty or he wanted me to look sexy; I'm not sure which with his mixed signals. As I was getting changed I noticed his bathroom. It was clean for the most part, but to me it kind of looked like a normal teenage boy's bathroom. It wasn't like the rest of the house; as a matter of fact, neither did his room. It was normal looking not filthy rich. It looked…homey, warm, and comfortable.

I walked out of the bathroom and sat on the bed next to Soul, who was staring at the ceiling with much content. "Why is your room and bathroom so different from what I saw of the house?"

He glanced at me as if he were in deep thought and continued looking at the ceiling. "Because I personally don't like having to waste my time with crap that isn't gonna change anything. I only want things that'll change my perspective or have great value to me." He ran his eyes over me once and stared at my eyes for a few moments before he sat up. I felt my face heat up with all the affection and sweet words, but forced it away. I don't know this guy too well so no need to flatter myself. Even if he is attractive…and gives me nice clothes. "Well you ready to go?"

"Umm…well…"

"What?"

"What about the other butlers? Aren't they gonna get mad 'cause I'm not kissing your ass?"

He gave a weird look of amusement and annoyance. "No… we're going the complete opposite way."

"Like through secret corridors that only a few people know about!"

At least I was kind of doing my job in entertaining him. He laughed and then realized I was serious. "No. This castle has no room for secret corridors. It's all filled in with rooms and other things I really could care less about."

"Oh…"

"But… We are going to go to a secret part of the rear gardens that no one else knows about. Just me." His expression looked smug and victorious, but I didn't care.

Some part of me that was all girly was overwhelmed with joy. "Really?" I could feel the humungous goofy smile on my face, but it was like some other part of me was taking over. I got ahold of myself and blushed furiously. I heard him giggle at my behavior and I cleared my throat to say, "I mean, um…re-really?"

He walked over to me and I noticed the almost six inch height difference. I also noticed the masculinity he had and how insignificantly tinier I was compared to him. He patted my hair and ruffled it up a little bit. "You're cute." He said with a chuckle. I gently but playfully swatted away his hand and fixed my hair with a pout I was well known for back at the orphanage. I have a feeling things are going to happen I probably won't be ready for….. Great…