Princess and Servant ~Closed~

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Name: Annabelle Windsor
Age: 19
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About: Annabelle was the daughter of the King of Meldom. As a child her mother died in a freak accident in the Kingdom and ever since the King has been overly protective of his only child. He was trying to protect her but he was hurting her in the process. She was very lonely. All she had was her farther and the servants. She shared a speacial connection with one of the servants.

The King was travelling to another Kingdom for a Royal Ball. Annabelle had never been to a Royal Ball. She was kept away from everyone. She hated it. She was lonely. The castle was so big and there never was guests aloud into the castle because her farther was to worried of losing her. Since her mother died she was the only thing he had left. She went down to the dining hall. She sat with her farther eating breakfast. "Father please may I come to the Royal Ball with you, I've always wanted to go to a Ball." She said. "Annabelle no you know it is too dangerous out in the world for you. You must stay here where your safe." The King said. "But Farther..." She said. "No but's you are not coming and it is final." He said. Annabelle got up from the table she was rather upset and she ran to the only outside part she was aloud to go. She was aloud to go to the private garden that no one knew about. It was a secret garden. She sat on a stone bench with her head in her hands. When will her life begin truly, it won't begin locked away in the palace.
 
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With no one to interrupt his work, he laboured feverishly before someone came; thankful that he had the opportunity to complete one of his many duties: tending the private garden reserved for Princess Annabelle.

Her constant presence in this retreat kept him from completing this important task (and rebuke from his superiors). However, this time, he hoped to receive no chastisement as he pruned the roses the princess fondly caressed with her delicate hands.

Unfortunately, he heard a noise – the opening of the wrought iron gates leading into the princess’s sanctuary – and he quickly retreated in order conceal his whereabouts from the garden’s mistress….
 
Annabelle was now in the garden where she felt most at peace. The palace felt like a cage and she was the beautiful bird trapped. She couldn't get out of the castle though she had tried a few times. Life in the palace was so lonely just empty rooms. She felt she would slowly end up going mad.

She felt she was free out in her garden. Her garden was were she could hide and dream of life out in the kingdom. She missed her mother dearly. Her mother died when she was a little girl but she remembered her. She was very much like her mother in appearance and personality she was kind, caring and artistic.

She caressed her hand through the roses. She was pricked by a thorn but she didn't care. She sensed someone was in the garden with her. "Hello is someone here?" She asked looking around the garden. She wondered who it was in her garden.
 
Since the princess instinctively knew of his presence, he stepped out from his hiding place. He then offered an unpracticed bow and declared, “My apologies, princess!”
 
"Oh hello. Why are you here?" She said. She smiled at him. She liked this servant she thought he was a nice guy. She ran her fingers through her hair. "Would you help me prune the roses?" She asked.
 
“With pleasure, Your Highness!” he exclaimed while collecting his pruning shears from the bushes. As he began fulfilling the princess’s request, he added, “My name is José. An apprentice assigned to care for this garden.”
 
"I know your José. You were made to watch over me the last time my farther left the kingdom, have you been given the role again?" She said. She was disappointed her farther hadn't give in and let her accompany him on his visit. She hates being locked away. She felt like a prisoner.
 
“It honours me,” José spoke as he tended to the princess’s beloved roses, “that Your Highness remembers me.” On the subject of watching over the princess, the king himself ordered him not to reveal his task. However, since the princess already knew of clandestine duty, he simply responded: “Yes, I am once again, Your Highness’s humble servant.”
 
"Well you were kind to me and I remember names and faces so well." She said. She admired his work on her favourite flowers. "Well I'm glad it is you not someone else." She said. She smiled at him as she played with her hair. "So tell me José what is it like outside of the walls of my cage?" She asked. She was glad he was the one who was going to be looking over her.
 
Unsure of what to say to the princess, for José found the palace a marvel compared to the unremarkable scenery that surrounded the princess’s abode, he timidly answered as he severed a dead branch away from a rose bush. “What of the outside world would Your Highness like to know of?”
 
"Well anything you can tell me. I've not being out of the castle since I was an infant so I don't remember anything." She said. She was looking at him as she played with her hair. "I want you to tell me all about what is like." She said. She ran her hand over the roses. She was wanting to hear all about the world outside the palace.
 
As he laboured to care for her garden, José described the outside world for Princess Annabelle. “Very well,” he began as he his shears separated some rose hips from their parent plant; “but Your Highness may not like what I have to say….”

For a moment, he wondered whether to lie or tell her the truth. When he made his decision, José continued, “Imagine the world beyond this palace as an untended garden… overrun with weeds… and other unpleasant things.”
 
"José are you telling me these things because of my farther. Tell me the good out there, how it feels to be free out in the big wide open." Annabelle said. She knew not everything was all good just like her beautiful roses they had thorns and she believed the world did too but everything had some kind of good.

She touched his hand. "Please tell me something good. I've dreamed of the outside world so long and I need to know the good to hold on to it because I may never be aloud to go out of this palace." She said.
 
“True…” he stated as the unexpected touch of the princess’s hand robbed him of the power to speech. “The wild flowers that grow outside bloom with great vigour…” he finally said as the persuasive influence of her intimate caress spurred him on, “Despite the cold and the absence of… strong walls… to shelter them from the wind.”
 
"Thank you that will keep me going trapped in the palace." She said. She kissed his cheeks. "You are such a kind soul and I think you are wonderful." She said. She caressed his arm softly looking into his eyes. She felt herself drawn to his lips. She leaned in and gave him a soft kiss on the lips.
 
As her lips closed upon his mouth, he managed to mutter before her pressing orifice silenced his protest, “Your Highness, please think of your station.” In between objections and caresses of her obliging body, he added, “His Majesty would disapprove….”
 
"I know what I'm doing and I know it is frowned upon a royal and staff but I like you and your the only man I know that I like." She said. She brushed her hair behind her ears. She looked at him. "Don't you want me?" She asked looking into his eyes. She felt he wasn't wanting her and was trying to get her to see it wasn't right for them so he didn't have to turn her down.
 
Charmed by her beauty (particularly those brilliant eyes that stared directly at his gaze) José averted his face in deference to the princess. “Yes…” he managed to speak, even though the fragrance of hair threatened to turn him dumb, “I do.”
 
"José you know I've never been with a man before." The princess said blushing. She'd done pretty much everything but intercourse though. One of the guards had been the first guy to touch her and go down on her of course she returned the favour. "Once my farther is gone I'd like you to come to my chamber and be my first." She said. She kissed at his neck softly as she stroked at his chest.
 
Mesmerised by the perfume that clung to her sensuous body, and the warmth of her breath as she spoke of her plan; José easily gave in and promised to attend Princess Annabelle once the king departed the palace. “I’ll come,” he whispered back as the pair continued to exchange passionate kisses in the garden.
 
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