"Here's your breakfast," she said trying hard not to look at him.
Alexander chuckled softly by her reaction. She never ceased to amuse him. The whole experience looked like a reverie to him that he had not yet broke out from. He stared at her nervous self and conflicting emotions registered on his mind. She had done it willingly but the actions she was displaying stated otherwise. It was as if she had been struck by a thunderbolt from the mid – day blue sky.
He slowly rose from his bed, his gaze never leaving hers. The breakfast was on the table waiting for him to do some justice. He strode across the room and reached for a chair. He stared at her calculatingly before he pulled another chair. "Why don't you join me. I bet you are hungry too."
Isadora looked up at him, surprised. Since when had a maid dined together with a prince. That was a grave mistake that was punishable by death. Even a lady in waiting didn't dare to do such a thing. Such a request was absolute naivety.
