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          The prince just looked at her  an apology ? From HIM ? Because what she’d stated certainly didn’t count as one from her. Still she moved out of his way and Alexander took a step past her, he was going to walk away but paused himself to give her a rather - disthankful “ Thank you. ”

-- Work here ? Well he was going to have to say ( YES ) to that if he wan’ted to keep who he as under the radar. And that was going to be a lie he now had to make sure his staff was aware of -- which was going to make this much too complicated for his liking. Still, it was something he COULD do. And if it would cover his ass he didn’t see why he should spare an expense. “ Yes I am working here. Do you remember how I was telling you about the English castle during my vacation ? I work for ... one of the princesses. ” Because that lie wasn’t going to fall apart as fast as he’d heard t leave his mouth at ALL. Yep he was screwed. “ So you um... you’ve been well I assume ? ”

          “ Yeah no SHIT Sherlock. ” he muttered under his breath at her apology. But he dropped the glare - no need for it now that she’d at least apologized. “ Where are you going in such a rush that you run into people like that anyway. ”

           --- He took a breath, not wanting to make a scene and just ( breathed ). The whole forgive me thing along with the flinching really didn’t suit his fancy. But at least the woman had apologize so she wasn’t a COMPLETE imbecile. “ Watch where you’re going next time. ” 

          The prince crossed his arms at the request ( HELP ) ? When in the world was it a prince’s place to help out with that sort of thing -- sure he understood the whole ( keep the title ‘hush hush’ ideology ) but that didn’t mean he had to agree or COMPLY with it. And he certainly wasn’t about to do THAT. “ Who do you think you’re talking do. ”

            Even HE paused with hesitation when the view cleared up -- eyes falling on a face he never thought he’d see again. Felice Rowley. Such a strange world they lived in after all. “ Trying to find baby my sister. Haven’t seen her for a while. ” he commented ( not quite wanting to say EVERYTHING on his mind -- and that was close enough to the truth, she still didn’t know who he was apparently ). Before he continued, he promptly covered the family crest embroidered in his shirt pocket with the blazer he was wearing and offered her a smile. Still his curiosity was peaked about ( HER ), “ But what are you doing here Felice ? ”

         Alexander’s first ( and ONLY ) reaction was just a double take. A simple step back as he looked to woman over and just stood there demanding an apology silently because ( R U D E ) certainly wasn’t what he was hoping for but, when the woman hadn’t spoken up after that again, he took it upon himself t let ou a rather annoyed sigh and add -- “ I’m waiting. ”

            Alexander paused in the middle of the hallway as he realized one ( rather important ) notion. HE’D FORGOTTEN HIS AMULET AGAIN. The royal let out a strained breath -- turning on his heels to return tot he room in which he’d stayed last night when he ran straight into someone going in the opposite direction. Crossing his arms over his chest he glared “ Excuse me -- out of the way. ” thick London accent slipping out as he did so. 

           “ --- that’s my soap. ”