Get yourself together!
The man followed her. He didn't even understand why he was following the girl, risking he'll bump into the real staff who could easily reveal his identity… but for some reason he followed.
As Ariana cheerfully recounted, sometimes he found himself smiling.
"I'm so glad you're going to work here. You know, you're so different from the others… "
"Really? In what aspects? "
"Well Jüzef, everyone here pity me… and tries to please me and they are kind… but I can hear them whisper behind my back that' poor queen '… But you are not like that. When I'm with you, I know you don't have any prejudice about me… and that makes me happy. "
She took the man's hand again.
"I'm honored Your Majesty."
'Why is this woman so direct? How can you hold my hand just like that?'
He blushed, then hurriedly said goodbye, and disappeared into the trees.
Instead of resting, the week, wich Jerome spent away from the palace, Ariana spent it with licking Jürgen's ass bright.
"I'm so glad you're here, Jüzef… I'm so lonely when you leave. Your company is worth treasures to me. "
She looked at the man with trembling lashes.
'Treasure… which would be good , if it would be buried deep in the ocean…'
Although he only appeared for 1-2 hours to do the alibi work… Ariana felt like she was getting a year older every day, because of the stress.
"Tomorrow finally Jerome will come home, so he won't be able to use the tunnel anymore, will he? I don't know why he harasses me every day… but I really hope that all those energy I've put into ass licking pays off… I mean… I don't bother a lot of water here in the middle of nowhere, so please stop thinking about cutting my head off! "
She buried her face in her pillow.
"The king will return tomorrow… I will not be able to sneak out unnoticed…"
Jürgen poured himself a glass of wine.
"Let's just wait! Why should I go? Why should I risk anything at all to visit that silly bitch… "
He pulled down the alcohol.
"Is it possible that I felt sorry for her? She is such a naive little… WHAT THE!? "
He hurried nervously into the bathroom to wash his face with cold water.
"Come on Jürgen! That girl is doomed to death… if not you… then the aristocrats will hang her! She is just a waste of time, you know that too! "
He straightened up confidently, then decided not to meet the Queen ever again. With that, he also returned to office work.
The next morning, Jerome rode through the palace gate. Of course, he only wanted one thing… but because of the work what had pilled up in his absence, he could only visit Ariana in the evening.
Jürgen often passed by the certain antlers, when he carried and brought papers… stealthily, always looking at the wall, leading to the queen's residence.
Sometimes he looked at his watch.
"It's 10 o'clock… she must have ridden around the estate by now."
"11 o'clock… I'm sure she already watered the plants…"
Then he dropped his pen.
"WHAT the hell is wrong with me? How could such a little girl get in my head ?! Get yourself together Jürgen, for God's sake! "
He slapped himself and then leaned down on the couch in his office.
"Yet why am I dealing with her? What was it that caught my attention? Maybe… that she is relatively not ugly? Or… is that she is so direct… vulnerable… "
He covered his eyes with his forearm to swing the day further with a little sleep.