Mizuki's POV

After the prince went back to his princely duties and Jan went back to whatever butlers do in their spare time, I decided to settle into my room. The room was quite cozy, like any other room in the castle. It had a king sized bed and a large window with red drapes gracefull hanging across the glass. The walls were beige and had multiple historical paintings and quotes hung up on the wall. There was a small, average bathroom to the right of the bed, and on the left was a small closet. Even though the closet was small, it was big enough to fit my clothes and belongings. I put a cup of tea on the nightstand and continued my night, admiring my surroundings while doing so.

"I should probably get started on this rulebook damn pretty boy gave me." I thought to myself, opening up the 2000 chapter rulebook to page 1. "Page 1." I said outloud quietly, but was interrupted by a faint knock at the door. The door was wooden and was right across from the window. The knob was golden, as if it were made from the finest gold in the land.

"Who is it?" I said curiously but with a little excitement considering it could be someone I don't know and I love meeting new people. Even though it interuppted my "studying", I could still find some time in my night for a conversation. Honestly, I'm glad somebody interrupted me from the agonizing 3 month reading session.

"It's the Prince. May I speak to you?" He said urgently. It must be urgent if he notices me considering i'm just a chef. I mean why else would he come to my room? At least he'll notice that i'm actually "reading" the rulebook.

"Um... Sure!" I said hesitantly considering that I was in a short, flowy nightgown and wasn't quite sure if it was appropriate to be in such attire in front of the prince. The door swung open and the prince swiftly ran in and jumped on the bed right next to where I was sitting. I wouldn't be suprised if he had jumped right on top of me.

"SHUT THE DOOR SHUT THE DOOR SHUT THE DOOR!" the prince kept shouting it over and over again. I got up and shut the door considering he wouldn't have shutten up if I did otherwise, and I don't know how much I could've taken of him screaming shut the door.

"What's your problem?" I said curiously, actually concerned for his mental health. A normal man wouldn't run into a 19 year old gir's room in the middle of the night for no good reason.

"1. You're half naked. 2. There's a damn cat outside the door!" he said, at first in a somehow embarrased tone, then in a scared voice. I'm not sure why, there's nothing to be scared about. Wait... is it my body he's scared of? Is Prince Joshua trying to come out to me?

"So... what is there to be scared of?" I said, even though now my thoughts were full of images of Prince Joshua and Prince Glenn of Oriens having a hot steamy make out session. I think Prince Joshua could really pull this gay thing off.

"I-i'm scared of cats..." he said shyly. I guess my assumptions were wrong, but just in case he does come out I have my notebook and pencil ready to write some juicy fanfics.

"But kitties are so cute!" I said in a kawaii-desu voice as I scooted closer to him just to make sure he was ok. He was hiding in his knee's crying, so I couldn't quite see his face.

"NO THEY'RE FUCKING SATAN! THEIR CLAWS ARE MADE FOR CUTTING YOUR LIMBS OFF AND THEIR TEETH ARE MADE FOR EATING YOUR FLESH!" He replied angrily. I guess the prince really does hate cats. Never knew that was even possible.

"Oh... well I guess everyone has their little... quirks." I said with a faint smile. The prince really does have a fear of cats if he believes any of that is true. His view on cats is quite gruesome and well... unique.

"Ya... I guess you're right." He said with a yawn. If he was really that tired, why doesn't he just leave already? I mean it's not going to get any more interesting around here, if anything he'll get even more tired.

"Are you tired?" I asked curiously. I mean he seems tired. There were so many bags under his eyes I could have sworn Paris Hilton got back from a shopping trip.

"Ya... just a little." He said while rubbing his eyes. It's kind of cute how he rubs his eyes when he's tired. He reminds me so much of a kitten. Oh the irony.

"Why don't you go to sleep then? I mean, the cat can't be out there for that long." I said. Even thought I said it, it doesnt mean I meant it. I wanted to spend as much time with the prince as possible considering after this he won't notice me.

" You're right. The cat should be gone by now. Well... I guess this is goodnight Miss Mizuki." he said as he started getting up. Ugh why does he have to go so soon? I'm not use to having people around and this is actually quite nice.

"Goodni-" I heard a loud thump. Next thing I knew we were on the floor and our lips were touching . Both of us in shock, we stayed still for a few moments before moving from our positions.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" I said angrily. What the hell does he think he was doing? Assaulting a chef like me. Pshh... a man of his honor should feel ashamed. I mean I think he's cute and all but... I don't know how I feel about this.

"Miss Mizuki my foot got stuck in the sheets which made me trip and my arm accidentally bumped into you which made you fall too. I'm so sorry... please continue on with your day and try not to tell anyone." He said, walking away as fast as he could. I noticed him touching his lips, and that he had deep blush on his cheeks.

"Y-yes prince..." I said as he walked away. I looked in the mirror and noticed that my cheeks were a heavy red color as well. I've never felt this way before. It's a weird... knowing that I like the prince and can't do anything about it.

I got into bed and turned off the lights. I held tight onto the sheets shutting me eyes roughly. What was I thinking? In a perfect world, I may be able to have Prince Joshua. But this isn't a perfect world, and i'm definitely not the perfect girl.