After finished with work as a secretary, the thought of relaxation disappeared once a servant came to you announcing that you have to speak with the Prince. Immediately you jolted up and opening the door then closing it behind you. Footsteps echoed in the hallway from your oxfords, Clack, Clack. Rain poured heavier each step you took, finally reaching the Prince's room. The knights in front of the office stepped aside and opened the doors. A wave came once the divine heavy doors shut behind you. Thud. "Took you a while there... I suppose you know why I called you here?" He spoke in a stern tone then the room was silent, as the Prince sat on his luxurious chair with a novel in his hand and papers aside him, there he was waiting and his dark grey eyes narrowed as it pierced to yours, the air is suffocating in his presence.