For hours the Prince stayed there with his knights talking and drinking. I still never really saw the Prince touch his ale but somehow it always ends up empty with the rest of them. Constantly, I have to get up and get them refills and then when I bring them back I am expected to sit back on his lap with his arm around me. Each time I come back, I swear that they are all talking about me but I have no clue as to what they are saying."Well, I do not know about the rest of you but I think that I am going to retire for the night. Go ahead and find yourselves some company and I will see you all first light." The Prince says pushing me off of him.I try to walk into the kitchen but he stops me with a hand on my shoulder. When I turn to look at him he just chuckles and holds out his hand expecting me to take it. I know that he is the Prince and all but he could definitely work on wooing a girl. Still, I reluctantly take his hand and allow him to drag me to his bedroom. Okay, I walked somew

I wake up to light streaming through the windows. The bed next to me is now empty and all of his stuff is already gone. How did he manage to leave while I slept? I never sleep that soundly. I have had to fight for my life for most of it and being a heavy sleeper would have ended up with my death years ago.Wiping my eyes, I get up and make my way to the door. He did say that they were leaving early. Maybe they have all already left? I will have to go and talk to Hunt before I start my day though. I do not want him thinking that I did anything stupid last night. I mean, I did but not as stupid as what he is thinking.When I get down the stairs I find that Mary is in the kitchen helping to get things set up for the day. She glances up at me in surprise as I walk straight past her and into the stables. If she really does believe our story then that is the first place that I should be going anyways so thankfully, she does not try to stop me.I make my way up the stairs to find that Hunt i

I find the Prince straying into my thoughts for the rest of the day. Hunt never once comes to talk to me so I have the entire day to stew over what happened as well as how to fix it. There is no way that I am going to be able to keep working with Hunt and seeing him every day if he does not allow for me to explain things and for him to hear them out. It is not fair to me or to our friendship for him to do this. It is not like I really betrayed him or anything.For lunch I decide to take it outside and eat it behind the stables. I am not ready to see Hunt look at me accusingly and still continue about his day. Instead, when I grab my food and mumble that I will be back to Cook she gives me a sad smile as she watches me walk out of the door. Hunt passes by me on my way but I keep my eyes down so that he cannot see the hurt in them.I swear that I could almost feel him reach out to stop me but I just keep walking. If he wants to talk to me then he is going to have to do it the right way.

"What are you doing here?" Hunt says as he kicks my boot to wake me up. I look up at him groggily. I must have fallen asleep waiting for him to come back. Sure enough, he is plenty drunk and it looks like he is looking for a fight. Whatever though. It would not be the first time that we fought. We both tend to fight rather dirty. Unluckily for him, he woke me up from a rather deep sleep so I am not going to hold back. "What do you mean what am I doing? What were you doing all night?" I yell back at him. "Does it really matter? It is not like you checked in with me last night. You just did whatever you want, which just happens to be the Prince. You know, the one that we are supposed to be avoiding?" He yells at me. Hopefully there is nobody awake that heard that part of our argument. My eyes grow wide as I drop my face into my hands. Hunt must think that I am defeated as he lets out a sigh and walks towards me. I am nowhere near done with this argument but it is not worth everybody

For a couple of weeks Hunt and I keep watch on all of the comings and goings at the Inn.Nothing as eventful as when the Prince stopped in happens even though we try our best to keep track of it all. Every lunch I head out back and watch to see if there is another drop but I do not catch one. It could just have been a fluke meeting spot but normally the meeting spot does not change too often as it gets more difficult to keep track of. Hunt and I have done a decent job of making sure that everybody believes we are still not talking. Mary has been much kinder to me as she thinks that I am upset over it. She is always giving me a kind word or an extra meal like it would make up for things if we were really arguing. At night, that is a different story.Every night I go up to the loft early while Hunt goes out. He goes out until most of the others are asleep and then he comes back to the loft. He pretends to stumble in all inebriated but in reality he has really just been scouting around.