So I made you wet, huh?

I knocked on the King's office door. " Come in, sweet princess, " he said after one knock and I got in and took my seat at his desk.

" How are you doing?"

" I'm well and you?"

" I'm a little stressed," he admits and so I didn't bother asking him why he didn't join me for dinner.

" You know if you ever want to talk about it, I'm here. " he looks me in the eye for the first time since I've been sitting here as if he's searching for something. I looked away when I found myself getting lost in his eyes. He has the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen

" Did you come to ask me for something? ,"

" no,"

" Why'd you come then? ," I look at him

" I have something to tell you. " he motioned for me to come to sit on his lap. I hesitated for a while but did so anyway.

" What do you have to tell me, Sweet baby?"

" Well you made my honey pot wet. " he laughed hard, and I looked at him, wondering what was so funny. He's not the type to laugh

" What are you talking about?"

" Well, you did, back in my ro