"Don't." He told her as he placed his hands on her shoulders, to prevent her from making a horrible mistake. "Stand very still."
He walked forward and bowed. "Sorry brother, my servant has very weak knees."
The crown prince looked at him with a sharp gaze "Shall we cut them off to relieve her of her weakness?" he suggested as his servant made tea.
"Well, she is very valuable to me. I must ask for a replacement if she is to be crippled your grace." He replied and the crown prince laughed.
"Indeed, wouldn't want to leave your court short handed would we?" he smirked, "Forget the servant, join me brother."
The gathering continued to drink and melodious tunes were played to sooth the guests.
As he watched her slip out from the corner of his eyes.
He knew his brother better than most as he joined him at the table.
"I did you a favour by sparing your servant...I saw her face, she will grow up to be a beauty." Herald the crown prince remarked.
