#sunthieving. 002

            ❝ mmm … see ,  that’s where i think you haven’t been paying attention this whole time . ❞    he wasn’t sure how long it had been now in this little lesson he was getting . full of things he was sure he would never need to use .  sure his posture was great but other than that … he rarely addresses the king and queen correctly ,  he doesn’t know the first thing about royal manners ,  or anything about being a prince consort .  manners had never been his thing , hence the thieving .

            ❝ is all of this really necessary ?  people actually care about these sort of things ? ❞  he wanted to impress her parents ,  to show them he could be more he supposed .  although rapunzel had thought this idea was silly ,  but he had to at least try . a sigh is heaved as he final picks up the smaller fork in front of him , why so many eating utensils were needed for one meal he would never understand . ❝ okay … so this one first ? ❞

old habits stitched in the royal’s arterial blood for all time and old habits die hard ( antigen of a higher dosage ), they would reside in him for eternity at this rate. cheek rests indolent to the palm of his hand as the other observes, spars with implement. strong yet tender prodigious. breath to recoil, impatient and yet still finding a position that remains amused.   ❛                              …   GUESS SO.   ❜  lips part slightly, evidence of a smile.   ❛  i don’t .. but, perhaps other people do !  ❜   gloved fingers reach, digit suggesting the fork held. gaze remains flat as a HONEYED brow rose. he does not falter for a moment though interacts. voice mimics a trill of education, calm behavior.