Alex, moments ago, had been fast asleep. That was until he heard a few bangs on his front door which forced him up. With a grunt he forced himself up out of bed and downstairs, wearing his usual sleeping attire of just a pair of loose fitting briefs.

Caz had returned to the castle from his rounds in the surrounding village. When he wasnt traveling he tried to take care of the villagers when the royal family didn’t ask for his services. Lately his services had been asked more often, by the prince no less, even when he wasn’t ill. It hadn’t taken Caz long before he realised that Jonathon wanted something more of him.