Lucille

“Your Highness,” I said, standing with a curtsy in our shared parlor as Roman entered from his suite. Resuming my seat, I gestured across the table. “Your breakfast arrived.”

This was our fourth morning to meet over breakfast after spending a part of the night together. While the first night he summoned me did not result in a sexual encounter, our desire for one another grew with each passing day. The night after I ...