Fantasy My Fair Prince

[WereFolf]

"Well... being a chef is no different then being a maid I believe, the only difference is that you only make their meals instead of making their beds and all"

 

[No More Pretending]

She shrugged. "Well, it wouldn't hurt to dream."

 

[WereFolf]

"If you'd like I can speak with father to take you on as a chef instead of a maid"

 

[No More Pretending]

"You don't have to."

 

[WereFolf]

"Why? its a job you want to do isn't it? plus I'm sure father wouldn't mind another chef in the house"

 

[No More Pretending]

"You need a maid, though."

 

[WereFolf]

"Why do I need a maid? I'm quite fine in handling myself, plus... I don't like being the reason why someone can't do something"

 

[No More Pretending]

"I mean your family needs it.

 

[WereFolf]

He sighed as he rubbed the back of his head "I suppose those two do require you a bit... they are nobles but... normal common sense doesn't really reach them"

 

[No More Pretending]

She smiled softly. "I'll just keep cooking as a hobby."

 

[WereFolf]

"Very well, but when they finally know how to look after themselves I'll take you on as my chef" he would smile

 

[No More Pretending]

She gave a curtsy. "I look forward to it."

 

[WereFolf]

Travis would give her a smile as he looked at the time "egh... I guess its time to head back now... otherwise my parents may get angry at both of us..."

 

[No More Pretending]

She nodded. "Totally."

 

[WereFolf]

They would say their goodbyes as they would take their leave and headed back to their home

 

[No More Pretending]

She walked close to him. "This was nice."

 

[WereFolf]

"Glad you enjoyed it, I must say it was nice to have someone come with me for once"

 

[No More Pretending]

"Anytime," she said, smiling at him.

 

[WereFolf]

"Well... I plan on going some time this weekend if parents don't drag me to some bloody function again..."

 

[No More Pretending]

"I want aware of any this weekend, so I think you're safe."

 

[WereFolf]

"thats good, so what will be your excuse for following me this weekend then?"

 

[No More Pretending]

"I thought I saw you leaving with a girl."

 

[WereFolf]

"But I am leaving with a girl" He would chuckle

 

[No More Pretending]

"Excuse you, I am a young woman," she joked, pretending to act offended.

 

[WereFolf]

"Young woman? where?" He said jokingly back as he would give a small laugh