#milkteeths

When Madeline had become a lady in waiting for the Queen, this was the last thing she thought she'd be doing. From helping her dress, to looking after the babies to making sure the Queen was okay, none of her duties had really involved the King before.

At first, she wasn't quite sure why she had been picked. She wasn't the only lady in waiting, that was for sure. Perhaps one was too docile, perhaps one was a little too older, perhaps one didn't quite have the body that might be wanted. Perhaps Madeline was just the perfect package, sweet but slightly stubborn - giving him a challenge? Pretty blonde hair, perky breasts, sparkling blue eyes, maybe there was something about her. Madeline wasn't one to talk about herself in that manner but if she had to figure out why, perhaps that was why. Maybe she'd pissed off the Queen too, but Madeline just knew to nod and go do the duties, even if it was something rather different.

The only thing was, Madeline really wasn't experienced, like at all. She wasn't sure if that would make the King even angrier or if it might be something that made her even more exciting, the fact that she was a virgin.

She hesitated at the door to his chambers, before knocking, pushing the heavy wooden door open just slightly, to expose a hint of her soft blue dress and a hint of her blonde hair . He wasn't expecting her, so she didn't want to make him even madder.

"Your highness?"