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They enjoyed their dinner, Serik fully happy. He really did like Armande, and the man made him laugh often. Sighing, belly full, Serik sat back in his seat for a moment, sipping the last of the wine. "I think it's probably a good thing that Bella is bringing the press in before dessert... I think I'd explode if I tried to eat anything else." At least, it sure felt that way anyway. "So. Whatdcha get me?" he asked, teasing a little.
 
Armande grinned and pulled out the box, looking over the box and then glancing at the other with a smile. "Well. I was tempted to get you a tiara." He admitted, happy to tease him a little. He handed the box over after a few moments, smiling a little bit more. "but this had to do." He smiled. In the box were cufflinks that had his name diagonally across the squares, and in each corner was a small green emerald which always made him think of the man.

Bella hummed, happily doing his job. He went out for a smoke and "accidentally" left the door open. Letting two reporters in before he finished his break and made his way in.
 
"You'd wear the tiara," he mentioned with a smile. "A prince's consort is usually a woman or a princess, who wear tiaras." Serik stuck his tongue out at Armande, and smiled when he saw the reporters out of the corner of his eye. The blond reached across the table to take the box, letting his fingers brush over the brunette's lightly. He heard a few clicks of the cameras and was thoroughly enjoying it. He opened the box and genuinely gasped a little. They were beautiful and understated and he loved them. Leaning over, Serik pressed a kiss to Armande's cheek, eyes sparkling as he thanked the man.
 
Armande smiled at the other's face. He loved how he looked when he opened them. He looked so very pleased and that made him happy. He smiled at the kiss, eyes closing a little before he straightened his form, looking at the other. "So you hate them?" he teased before he took his hand, pulling him closer to his form to pull off the old cuffs and then replaced them with the new ones, smiling as he did so. He made sure to give his hand little brushed of his fingers and a touch here and there.
 
"They're horrible," he agreed with a little laugh. Serik allowed his hands to be pulled towards the other male, only looking up when he heard someone behind him say 'excuse me'. The blond's smile faded when he saw the reporter, and it was natural. He wanted photos taken, rumors spread. He didn't want them to actually try to talk to them or interrupt their obvious date.

"I'm very sorry to interrupt you, sire, but please? Please I only have a few questions?"

Serik looked to Armande, not sure if he actually wanted to speak to anyone, but he would if the brunette wanted to.
 
Before either could make a decision on the matter, Bella was instantly between the reporter and Serik. "No! You vultures need to get away from his highnass and his da--ear friend." he then began to shoo the reporters out, winking at Serik when they were not looking at him, too busy puffing about how they were getting kicked out of a public place and blah blah blah. But he figured that the slip up of 'date' would be enough to keep tehm intrigued for a while. Once they were out and told to not come back by a very large man, Bella came back to the table with a smile. "Dessert's in your car. Have at it." He smiled. "and I hope you don't mind my taking of that, but I think it's just a bit too soon to give them the pleasure of knowing anything affirmative."
 
Serik laughed when Bella returned from kicking the reporters out, and he even kissed the man's cheek in thanks while slipping a few large bills into his vest pocket. "You're amazing," he confirmed happily, turning to Armande and offering his hand to help the other to his feet. "But I'm sure dessert will be had...elsewhere." The blond winked at his date and slipped into his coat. "You'll be made a knight if my father doesn't disown me and I become king one day," he promised the waiter happily.
 
Bella sighed. "Sir Bella. I love it!" He smacked the Prince's rump then waved him off and turned to go tend to his other customers, hips swaying as he did so.

Armande happily followed the other to the car, holding the door open with a warm smile to his lips. "This was quite lovely." He stated and then followed him into the car. "And I like Bella. He's nice."
 
Dennis rushed over to the pair as soon as they entered the front hall, frantic. "They called the press office!" he gushed out before their coats were off and while the door was still open. "Your parents are on the war path! After me like I can snap my fingers and make you appear out of thin air..." The brunette shook his head and looked up at Armande. "Maybe it's best if you weren't here..." he suggested, obviously stressed.
 
Armande arched a brow, listening to the other and he grinned. "Amazing!" He chimed, leaning down and poking Dennis on the nose softly. "You need to lighten up." H said simply, straightening his form and then looking over to Serik. "Stay or go?" he asked, truly not sure which route he should take.

Skipping into the castle after the two, Bella looked around, whistling as he did so. "Dang. Nice princey boy." He said, nodding a few times before perking up and looking at Serik. "Oi. Blondie." He walked up to him and set an elbow onto his shoulder, leaning against him a bit. "So. I was wondering if I could possibly become your chef or personal jester or really anything that will help me stick off the streets since I was fired and you forgot your cakes." He said, holding up a bag filled with left overs and a couple cakes.
 
Serik's head was spinning a bit. Dennis was talking and then Armande was asking him a question and then Bella was there... The blond held his hands up to stop them all so that he could get his feet firmly planted back on the ground with his head on right. The prince then addressed everyone, in turn, because it had been drilled into him from childhood. "Dennis, go and tell my parents that I will speak to them in the morning." The small brunette whimpered softly but scurried off to do as he was told. "We're staying," Serik answered the brunette behind him and then he turned to Bella. "Why were you fired?" he asked, curious since it was his request for the reporters. "When Dennis comes back I'll have him have one of the maids make up a room for you. Pick your poison." He really didn't care what Bella did in the castle.
 
Armande watched the other sscurry off and turned back to Serik with a warm smile to his lips. He did adore his boyfriend so very much. He kissed his cheek and then pulled back, wanting to hear why the other was fired as well.

Bella groaned lightly, rolling his eyes a little. "For disturbing the peace. For being snarky with you. Other stupid shit that they came up with. I've never had a complaint from a customer, but oh yes, since I did not go with how they wanted, they kicked me out." He shrugged nd leaned against Serik some more. "Can I stay in the cutie stuck up boy's room?"
 
He laughed. "You could but he'd probably find another room for himself. He's a scaredy cat, that one." The blond shrugged and took Armande's hand, leading him up to his own rooms and leaving Bella to wait for Dennis. He wouldn't be long, anyway.

It was only a few minutes later that the small brunette came back into the hall on his way to his room, stopping when he saw the waiter. "Yes?" he asked, eyebrow raised at the man.
 
Bella looked at the other and he perked up a little bit. His eyes traveled over the other and he smiled. "Serik told me to tell you to find me a room to mooch in." He smiled lightly. "He said I can't have yours since you would just leave, too." He added and then walked over to where he was. "So, take me to bed please." Oh, he was enjoying this far too much.
 
He stepped away from the other male and called for one of the maids. "Take His Highness's guest to a spare room and set it up for him. It sounds like he will be a long term guest of the Prince." The girl nodded and walked away, in the opposite direction of the girl. "You might want to follow her. I don't know where your rooms will be and you're not staying with me."
 
Bella pouted, sighing little more. "Couldn't even get a sexy man?" He shook his head before turning to look at the other once more, smiling. "Not yet anyway." He winked and then turned to follow after her. He skipped and did a half-jog to catch up with the woman. He skipped a bit and walked behind her. "So. How long have you been working here?"
 
She giggled a little at the man's antics but kept walking towards one of the free sets of rooms. They were close to Dennis', but far enough away that the brunette wouldn't feel like Bella would just sneak into his room and molest him at night. "My grandmother worked here, and my parents... They are very good to us." She smiled over her shoulder at him and ushered him into his rooms. "These will be yours." The set of rooms was spacious with a small sitting area and connected bathroom, a large bed also stood in the room across from a wall that was nearly all made of glass to let in a lot of natural sunlight. "The kitchen is out your door to the right, down the second set of stairs and then make two lefts and a right after that. Breakfast is served at half seven." She left the room for a moment, returning with extra blankets and pillows. "Will you be needing anything else?"
 
Bella happily followed. The palace was truly amazing. He looked around and his jaw dropped. This was amazing. He could not believe that this would be his room. He just needed a bed really. He looked around some more before turning to the woman once more. He smiled and took the blankets. "Yes, sure, thank you." He smiled and kissed her cheek. "Have a nice night." He said and then turned to go off and sleep.
 
Serik stretched and yawned as early morning sunlight streamed into his bedroom. He felt that he could stay in bed all day, just as they were right at that very moment. The blond snuggled closer to Armande and closed his eyes again, truly content. He must have dozed off again because loud banging brought him back to the world of the living. He groaned a little and nuzzled the warm flesh in front of him, trying to ignore it. It persisted, though, and he finally grumbled while rolling out of the bed to open the bedroom door after stepping into a pair of sleep pants. Dennis was on the other side of the door, fully ready for the day. "Your parents will eventually meet Bella..." he mentioned, pointing to his watch that ready breakfast was in five minutes.
 
Armande groaned, rolling onto his stomach and looking over at the man that was at the door. He yawned, nuzzling the pillow and he closed his eyes once more. "You're boring!" he huffed, nuzzling his pillow some more and letting out another yawn. Groaning some more as he stretched his form out some more, slowly relaxing and looking over at the man once more.

Bella popped up behind Dennis. "You rang dear boy? Miss me already? I was only a couple doors away." He grinned, looking down at the man and grinning some more.
 
Yawning, Serik returned to the bed, leaving the door open. "It means that you get to surprise them at breakfast," he muttered while attempting to find actual clothes to put on.

Dennis squeaked, jumping a little and then grumbling under his breath. Why did the maids have to put him so close? He settled himself and took a deep breath before turning and leaving the hallway for breakfast without another word. Bella might be nice, but he wasn't much on personal boundaries it seemed and that irked him.
 
Bella giggled, watching him walk off and he then turned back to the two in bed. "Yay! I love surprising people." he grinned and then hopped over to where Serik was, leaning against him slightly. "So. Dennis... Prude boy who doesn't like to be touched, I take it?" He asked, glancing over to where the man had been before turning back to the male next to him.
 
Looking up, Serik raised an eyebrow at the other man. "You obviously have lost your people reading skills," he commented while pulling on a pair of casual pants and beginning to search for a button down shirt. "Dennis, while quiet and reserved, is actually quite passionate and lively and wonderful. He has very specific boundaries that you, my lovely knight-to-be, either are unable to pick up on or insist on intentionally pushing or ignoring for your own demented pleasure." The blond smiled over at the other and pulled his shirt on.
 
Bella sighed softly. "I think it's the latter." He pouted and then looked up at the other. "Well. What boundaries then? he's cute and I'd like to get to know him more!" He kept his eyes to the other, just wanting to know what he could do to potentially have Dennis somewhat like him. Or at the very least not hate him. Not hating would be a good start.
 
Moving back over to the bed, Serik bent down and kissed Armande's cheek. "Up you get, or there's nothing to eat until lunch." It wasn't strictly true-they could choose to leave the palace and go some place else, though Serik had a feeling that his parents wouldn't let them leave without a fight. The blond turned back to Bella. "For instance, not sneaking up behind him might make a good start. Personal space is another..." The prince thought for a moment, putting words to his thoughts. "You push hard and fast, and that's off-putting to him. Relax. Lessen up on the flirtations until he's warmed to you."
 
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